“Holy hell. This place is amazing.”
On a recent get away from the hustle and bustle of Los Angles to Nashville, Jamie and I adventured around the ENTIRE city in 4 days. I think we got our moneys worth of what the place has to offer.
We had a layover in Chicago after jumping on the last red-eye from LA. We touched down at 3am, found our next terminal after drowsily running through O’Hare with our carry-ons. We made it to our gate, boarded and then…sat. Yep, stuck in the airport again. It’s not all bad, I’d rather the plane break on the ground than in the air. Evidently the windshield broke and it isn’t a quick fix.
2 hours later, and a new plane, we finally landed in Music City. And what did we do first? That’s right, we got hot chicken. If you do not know what hot chicken is, don’t worry you don’t have to use your imagination too much. It is just extremely spicy chicken on thick, toasted white bread. Yep, Nashville gets to the point. We visited Zagot rated and televised famous Princes Hot Chicken. We ate and then immediately feel into a food coma from barely any sleep, and the bread-battered, deep-fried goodness that filled our stomachs.
We found our hotel after lunch, got a few hotel cocktails and then passed out until 9pm, essentially forfeiting the afternoon. I guess the mix of southern fried delicacies and alcohol can have an effect on your sleep patterns.
…and you thought it was spicy going in…