So the trip started off great with princes hot chicken. The best fried chicken I've ever had and as a fat guy I've had plenty of fried chicken.
Next it was on to the Nashville strip for some country bar hopping. Mike was drinking terrible beer all night (Miller high life and PBR) and I stuck to local whisky. Mike found his favorite special fried bologna sandwich and a PBR for $5. Great bands doing all kinds of country but certainly the old school country is far better than the new age country.
To cap the night off mike met his favorite president (see pictures)