Sorry (not sorry) for the Nashville overload. In addition to some photos snapped with my camera, here are some iPhonies. If you've never taken a road trip with your bestie, I suggest doing so in the near future. The semi-predictable girl-talk in the car between long bouts of listening to The National while not saying anything at all, the delicious food, beer, hockey, puppy cuddles, shopping, the mystique of the open road and some good 'ole Southern hospitality made it all just right.
xo,
e.m.
p.s. Kudos to you if you spotted Barad-dûr. The joke was "one does not simply walk into Nashville..." Alright, I crack myself up sometimes.


