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Published: July 24th 2014
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Gold and Platinum
In the country Music Hall of Fame there were hundreds of gold and platinum disks from over the years, they covered two walls, each 3 storeys high. Sunday started very slowly for Brittney and I, Patty on the other hand was bounding around, fresh as a daisy early on.
As we started the day a little leisurely, it seemed apt to have a leisurely brunch in an almost French (ish) patisserie before heading to the country music hall of fame. I've got to be honest, aside from Dolly Parton, Johnny Cash, etc I'm not too up to speed on my country music but with plenty of help from my resident country music lover Brittney I got caught up quickly.
The museum is huge, and you start at the top and work your way forward in time (is there any other way?!) and end right up in the present AKA the gift shop! There was a sort of workshop/demonstration of a harmonica but two really talented musicians in a rotunda which we sat and enjoyed for a little while. After a couple of hours fully immersed in country music history, I think I will forever more feel under-rhinestoned!!
Once out of the hall of fame we took a cab out to Vanderbilt where a hire car was waiting for us.
There were several areas out of Nashville centre we wanted to see and taxis would have cost the earth! Vanderbilt is an old university town which has a Main Street full of quaint little shops and a road off that which housed (literally) restaurants and bars in converted detached houses. Strangely we weren't really feeling the urge for much beer so we had a late lunch and people watched a little. It would seem the movies don't exaggerate the blonde sorority stereotype much at all!!
A short walk found us in the fullest book shop I have ever seen. There were rows and rows and rooms and rooms of book shelves, all mismatched and slightly different heights, they shelves were sagging in the middle due to the weight of the double shelved books. I have no clue how anyone could find anything in that place! It was enchanting though. I bought a book called "an English woman in America." It was written in the late 1800s and it's like the blog of the day! I've not managed to start it yet, but I'm sure I will when I'm back on the road.
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Bluebird café
Now you've seen as much of it as we did!! quite late for Sunday shopping and as everywhere was closed we went further out of town to the bluebird café. There was a show at 6:30 and a show at 8:30 so as it wasn't quite 6, we figured we could make the 6:30 show. The café itself is miniscule. It's right in the middle of a strip mall and can't be more than 20ft wide. There was already a little line of maybe 20 people when we parked up but, as the show was only 30 minutes away it was to be expected... Except that wasn't the queue for the 6:30 show, it was the line for the 8:30 show! 2 1/2 hours of standing in line by a busy road didn't fill any of us with enthusiasm so we nipped back to the hotel and formed a plan of action.... 2 hours later, and with only a vague plan we walked back down to broadway.
Sunday night in Nashville is in no way similar to Friday or Saturday. The music was still awesome but the bars were almost empty and we had a hard time finding an open kitchen at 9:30 at night! Eventually we found a place had a nice meal and called it a night. With our new fangled automobile on standby, Franklin was our next stop... After a long sweet sleep!!
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