Arriving in Nashville after 8 hours driving, it's confirmed that driving in the states is a no brainer (why was I ever worried??), and the GPS that Chris gave me is a life saver (I thought I lost it when I was packing up and leaving Nashville, I almost had a panic attack). I stayed in this wonderful house in the suburbs of Nashville, with 2 cheeky cats who kept trying to break into my room. The lady I was staying with was this super cool chick with the downlow it seemed of all the music places that were worth seeing. On her recommendation, after Aaron showed up, we went to the Peg Leg Porker for my first dry rub ribs. Oh. My. God. Foodgasm, in my mouth. It happened. As Bluegrass sends shivers down my
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