Apparently Nashville is blogable

It only took me 4 weeks after I packed up my belongings that I made a trip back to Nashville. Its weird how you don't realize how much you like a place until you leave it, or I guess I should say how much you will miss your friends until you don't see them everyday.

My friend Caroline had a group of friends from college coming into town for the MLK holiday, so I decided to drive up last Friday and spend the weekend. Before I arrived Caroline asked me if I had anything I wanted to do while I was in town. My list consisted of:
- eat at Marche
- test out my new hiking sticks at the Percy Warner trails
- take a trip to target while enjoying a diet coke from the snack bar
- draft with Caroline
- get a haircut

This is the list of things I actually did:
- ate at Which wich, Cafe Coco, Yolos, and Paradise Park (their sweet potato fries may be the only thing that comes close to the deliciousness of Marche)
- tested my sticks on the hardwood floors of 2207 Natchez Trace
- took a trip to Tootsies, Red Door, Roberts and the Stage
- read every article in the past 3 months issues of Cosmo
- I actually did get a haircut

And by far the greatest thing I did was find my soulmate in the form of this guy

Who knew it would be a singer of a band at the Stage who plays the conga drums?

Even though I only got to cross one thing off of my list, I had a great weekend and laughed incredibly hard the whole time. I will eventually get to do all of those things when I go back for another visit to make the singer fall in love with me, and pick up the pivot head razor I left in Caroline's shower.