Set off at 7am for one of the longest drives of the whole trip – 12 hours to Nashville. The scenery was stunning - snow covered mountains and lots of foresty bits.
We swapped as drivers every 2 hours to keep fresh, but we both really enjoyed the driving. Americans seem to be very good drivers, although they don’t tend to indicate when changing lanes on the highway very frequently.
On the approach to Nashville, all you could see was a sky full of stars. It got me thinking about how long it had been since I’d seen stars. They were beautiful.
We found a motel right next to Nashville’s downtown area and checked in before heading out to try one of Lonely Planet’s food recommendations – Princes Fried Chicken. Bit of a drive from central Nashville and not so much of a restaurant as a hole in wall, incredibly busy takeaway joint. Took the food back to the motel and tucked in. It was very tasty and my ‘medium’ was very spicy. Hate to imagine what the ‘xtra hot’ would’ve been like.
Turned the news on to find massive snow warnings and freeeeezzzing temps for tomorrow.
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