music city

I was in Nashville for a few days last week. Ninety seven and humid one day seventy two and showers the next. Lots of obese people in denim shorts and Reba shirts. Met three elderly dutch women that are huge Dolly Parton fans. They were drinking Red Bull for the first time and found it, "quite good."


Breakfast Day One.

Hot Diggity's is one of two restaurants in the industrial section of Nashville. The place is screaming for a roach coach. Do it, you'll make millions, unless of course the stomper truck roach coach mafia from Joe College muscles you out. Somehow me missed the breakfast place, Dungaree on the next block.


Chicago style dog. Quite good, if not the perfect breakfast food. The nuclear green relish is slightly odd to look at. Tofu dogs available. The owner has a southern accent but has ties to Chicago. $2.73 with tax.


Please do not give money to the vagrants
Most of them are professional con-artists. The others are addicts that will use your money to buy drugs or booze.

They shoot from the hip in TN. There was no seal from the city of Nashville or even a downtown association logo on the notices, which were in the windows of most of the Karaoke joints and Honky Tonks on Broadway and Second.


Billy Graham, right next to the fire hydrant.

Travel Notes:

Nashville is a great airport if your flying any airline other than Southwest. If you are flying southwest allow a few hours for check in or don't check a bag and zip on by.


There is something odd to me about water in a can and the name is a little much.

I noticed a sign on the door to the airplane that said, "Door must remain closed and latched during taxi, takeoff and landing". Not something you think they'd need to make a sign for.

"Uh Bob, let's try this one with the door open."

To the morbidly obese woman who raked my eyes as she attempted to use my seat back to hoist herself up, how about pushing yourself up off of your armrests. To her equally large husband who polluted the lavatory causing the steward to gag, dude, take care of that at home next time. To those that insist on pulling themselves through the cabin via the seat backs, how about putting your hands on the overhead bins. Lastly, overhead bins should be assigned to seat numbers. It really clogs the process if I'm in row two and have to go back to row seven for my carry on.