Breakfast on the Tailgate: Day 5. 1,333 miles

After driving 6 hours through the midday heat on back roads and scenic byways of central Tennessee, we finally arrived in Nashville in time for happy hour. We met up with friends Ally, Robin, Trey, who were gracious enough to take us out for a night on the town. A cushy bed in their beautiful home was also offered. More than hospitable - thank you!! As expected, Ally led us to awesome music and the divey-est of dive bars. Murder by Death:Tom Waits inspired folk rock, complete with accordion, propane tank and angle grinder?... What a show!

We subsequently hopped into a stranger's van and headed to Springwater... Walls covered in paint marker tags were adorned with red tinsel curtain. Perfect fit for this charmingly seedy karaoke bar. Beams of light shot through the thick smokey air as a girl in a Pabst Blue Ribbon trucker hat belted Tina Turner through the P.A. Robin was right ... I was sure to like this place. My pink, virgin Connecticut lungs were begging for mercy, whimpering in the corner by the end of the night. I welcome the culture shock with open arms. This ain't like back home.