The last stop before heading back to Birmingham was Nashville, Tennessee. I had only been there once before and the only places I visited were the insides of swanky bars. The best I can recall, there was loud country music, line dancing and enough booze flowing to sink the Titanic. This time would be different. … More Day 22- Undiscovered Nashville
I went to bed conflicted on the next day’s travel plan. The most direct course for home was to head toward Memphis, Tennessee, a straight shot to Birmingham. For some reason, I was drawn to Louisville, Kentucky. I had been to Louisville as a child, with my family so it wasn’t like I hadn’t seen … More Day 21- Should I Stay or Should I Go?