After a walk in Virginia we headed to Nashville. The Downtown Nashville Hostel looks straight onto the Cumberland River, giving a beautiful view of the John Seigenthaler Pedestrian Bridge. Known as Music City, Nashville has a unique atmosphere, with music pouring out of every open window and door at all times. Although I love a bit of Country music, it isn’t as popular in the UK as in the States and I was a bit unsure if I was going to feel a bit out of place. Silly me.
I’m a massive Carrie Underwood fan, and have a few odd country songs on my iPod, but that’s as far as my country knowledge goes. So where better to learn about all things country than the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum?! After the breakfast bruito that could possible be the best breakfast I’ve ever had, I began to explore. Set over three floors, the Museum contains everything from instruments and costumes to memorabilia and interactive displays. I did fan girl a little when I saw the Taylor Swift Education Center, only to learn that it wasn’t a centre dedicated to Tay Tay, but a collection of classrooms for children. Nevertheless, there are several of her costumes dotted around the place! The record room was a sight to be seen, with shiny discs spilling out into the atrium and covering the entire lobby wall. It appeared that it was an unsung (lol) rule for all country singers to have rhinestones on everything. Well, I think I’ve found my calling. I have a Uke. I have a bedazzler. Move over Swift. After looking around the museum, it was time to head to the hall of fame. Set in a giant hall, plaques of the inductees circled us, most of them I, admittedly, didn’t recognise. I did, however, learn something about country music, and even went as far as downloading a couple more albums from iTunes.
There is, of course, a lot more to Nashville than just the museum. After a spot of lunch I headed down Broadway, looking in all the shops selling everything from hats to boots. Live music surrounds you as you look at the amazing skyline. It seemed like everyone was super talented and I didn’t hear one bad band the entire day. Like I said right at the beginning, I was a bit scared of feeling lost in Nashville through a lack of music knowledge but by the time it came to getting back in the van for Memphis I had country on repeat. I’ve been bitten by the bug.
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