After a great first day in Nashville and a good night’s sleep, it was time to get up and get ready for the day. It felt so good to sleep in. After we were ready for the day, Ann and I headed out for lunch. We were headed for Acme Feed and Seed as our Auntie had recommended it to us a few weeks before we would leave for Nashville.

We went out the door, turned left, crossed the street, passed the Johnny Cash Museum, and found ourselves at the corner. At the corner, we waited for the light to turn for the pedestrian light. We turned right, crossed the street, to the end of the block, turned right again and walked in the door to Acme Feed and Seed.

The building was a very cool industrial building. Ann and I found a table and hopped up onto our bar stool chairs. After perusing the Menu for a few minutes, Ann and I went to get in line at the front register where we would place our order. We both ordered the Broken Spoke on their menu.

After filling our glasses, Ann and I went back to our table where we waited for our lunch meal to come. Soon the waiter appeared with our beautiful plates of food. On the bottom of the plate was hand-cut fries, on top of the fries was chicken fried steak SMOTHERED in gravy. Next to the chicken fried steak was a small cup of coleslaw and fresh cut tomatoes. We took our forks and dug into our meal. The gravy was so smooth, the steak was scrumptious and the tomatoes were amazing. The juice dribbled down my chin as I took a bite into those amazing tomatoes. But it was a huge meal. Neither of us could completely finish our meals.

Once done with lunch, Ann and I stopped at their little gift shop. After looking for a few minutes, we decided there was nothing that we could not have so we ventured on our way. We decided to cross the street and wind our way over to the river walk. While standing watching the river, Ann’s eye caught the Tennessee Titan stadium on the other side of the river.

We crossed the street back towards downtown Nashville. At the end of the first sidewalk, Ann and I turned right and found our way to the George Jones Museum. We decided it would be fun to tour this museum too so we purchased our tickets. We stood and waited for the elevator to come and then took the elevator to the top floor where the museum was. Inside the museum, we worked our way reading and learning all about George.

Along the way, we spotted a recording studio where you were invited to sing karaoke. Ann and I walked inside, picked a song, and sang along with the music. We jammed out to “High Tech Redneck” with many giggles coming out every few notes as we were trying to video our karaoke to post to Facebook.

We finished singing and then moved along the way. We came around the corner and saw a giant rocking chair. Ann and I both hopped up onto the chair. Then we also each took individual pictures sitting on the chair. We looked like “honey, we shrunk the kids” characters as we sat there.

We continued on our way. Ann was so excited to read and see that George was a huge sports fan including her beloved Dallas Cowboys. At the end of the museum, on the wall, was a giant poster of all the artists that came out for a George tribute concert after he passed away.

We rode the elevator back down to the main floor. We took our picture standing next to the statue of George. Then we spent some time perusing through their gift shop. We found a few items, paid for them, and continued on our way. We walked out the door and turned left. Along the way, as the hot sun beat down on us, we decided to stop at an ice cream shop. Ann and I each chose a smoothie. We finished our smoothies as we walked back to our hotel.

At the hotel, we rode the elevator back up to our room. We turned right out of the elevator doors, then left down the narrow hallway to our door. We slid the key in the door and walked inside. We laid down on our beds and decided to chill out for a few moments.

Later that afternoon, Ann and I headed for 3rd and Lindsley. When we arrived, there was no line so we walked straight inside and found a great table right in front of the stage. As we were waiting, we noticed Allison (the young woman from the Voice) that we met and her mom sitting at a table next to us. She didn’t notice us right away, but after a few moments, she saw us. A smile came across her face. She was so excited to see us. She sat down and chatted with us.

After just a little while, Allison returned to her table. Her mom and her mom’s friend were visiting with a gentleman. After a few moments, Allison introduced him to us. “This is Kat Perkin’s uncle Randi.” Of course, being from ND himself, he was excited to talk to us. He even gave us a copy of his business card.

We ordered some sodas and a small appetizer. Soon Allison and the other artists came onto the stage. There was Emily Minor from American Idol; a young man named Ben Rue and many other young artists. Ben sang a song about being from a small town. The words hit home for both Ann and I. After the concert, Ann and I asked him if we could have our picture taken with him so he did.

After the concert, Ann and I headed back towards our hotel. We were hungry. Earlier in the day, we had talked about having supper at the Wildhorse Saloon, but on our way to the hotel from the concert decided we would save that for another day. An Italian restaurant stood next to our hotel so we decided we would have supper there.

We arrived at the restaurant. We waited a few moments and then we were seated. As we looked over the menu, the price of the food caught both of our eyes. For a few moments, we wondered if we should just get up and leave, but we thought that would be strange since we were already seated. As we looked over the menu, at the expensive meals, I suggested that we get a few appetizers so that is what we ordered. Our appetizers came; four meatballs and four slices of tomatoes with mozeralla. We ate our food and then went on our way.

Ann and I laughed a little as we walked out the door. We said, “We might have to go find some more food a little later.” Soon we were back at our hotel. Once through the door of our room, we shut the door and turned on the television. The Country Music Association Festival was on. It seemed like a fitting way to end our evening. (Earlier Ann thought the festival was happening that night so she was excited that we might get to go. But they tape the show in June!)

Watching the CMA awards, our hunger got the best of us. Ann went downstairs to grab some drinks from the Starbucks in our hotel. I told her to bring us back a treat. She came back with a tea for me, a soda for herself and the most decadent cookies with Reeses Peanut Butter cups on the top. The chocolate and peanut butter melted in our mouths as we enjoyed the awards on television.

Before heading to bed, I looked at my FitBit one last time for the day. We had walked 9,019 steps; 3.88 miles; had burned 2,360 calories; and walked 53 active minutes. Another great day in the books….