“White folks hear the blues come out, but they don’t know how it got there” – Son House

Yet another great day yesterday. Yet another hot one. Did a walking tour of Nashville with a Willie Nelson lookalike that actually does shows as an impersonator. Took in the Grand Ole Opry – what a fantastic venue , chock a block with history of top entertainers over the years. Elvis got booed off stage here due to his gyrating. It’s pleasing to see the wonderful building has been fully restored and opened to the public. While no band was scheduled to play during the day we were fortunate enough to have front row & centre during the soundcheck for a little band scheduled to play that night  - I think his name was Jeff someone or other and may be an actor or sumthin. Hearing a band play in what is said to be the second best acoustical auditorium in the world  (next to the Mormon Tabernacle and ahead of Carnegie Hall) served to conclude our musical journey, from  the delta blues down south, to the birth of rock n roll in Memphis, and finally experiencing the grand old stage where so many famous entertainers have performed.

While I was being serenaded by the stars the lovely wife tended to her wants and needs – a few hours shopping for boots – she came back with 3 pairs. Yeehah!!! Got some bootscootin to do now has my little pardner. She tells me they have nothing to fit my little girlie feet and the smaller pair are intended for Kelsey (when she’s about 7 or 8).

Wifey also managed to get her phone up and running, a necessary survival item while holidaying abroad. She had a smile the size of Texas.

Nashville is apparently also known as Gotham City as it’s tallest building resembles Batman, while it’s neighbor looks a little like R2D2. I hope my photos pick that up.

We spent the later hours moseying around the many honky tonk bars around Broadway, and finished up on a rooftop bar listening to a band that actually didn’t play any country at all. This was one of very few bands that didn’t. The girls (inc Nick) hung around the rooftop, while  Gary once again led me astray as we ended up in a bourbon blues & boogie bar which entertained us til the wee hours. Then it was up and at em after only a few hours sleep as we readied ourselves for our flight to Chicago.

Then we’ll start all over again....