I ended my spring break with a weekend trip to Nashville. Yes! Nashville! Where I almost got 3 pairs of cowboy boots. Well, it was buy one pair of boots and get two pairs for free, who could ever pass on that deal? In Nashville, I could sing out loud my favorite country songs along with a bar-filled of cowboys/cowgirls.
We first visited the Parthenon in Centennial Park.
Then I drooled over hundreds of pairs of cowboy boots.
Followed by some line-dancing in Betty Boots
It was when I saw a country-star to-be...
...and a lonely Elvis...
...and a rockin' biker dog.
So I hit the bars,
in this city of music.
In my imaginary cowboy boots.