day 8 and 9: Tennessee blues
oh nashville, you took my heart.
tenn state capitol
who's that handsome devil?
i don’t really have lots of time to do this, because i am only in atlanta for two nights and a day, and then off again to P’Cola to do some training and then watch ufc 100. i won’t really discuss my bus day or the crazy first night i had in atlanta right now, but i will later today. i will say that i am currently in the atlanta international hostel and safe and well, if a little sick just so yall know.
some nashville church that was gorgeous
i will say though, i fucking love nashville. it’s a great, great time. i had hella fun. how awesome is it to be surrounded by loud, live music and a plenitude of alcohol. i had such an amazing time just kicking it with all the dope folks at the hostel and being a tourist. i did a lot of sight seeing, just checking out the state capitol and the horribly unpolitcally correct tennessee state museum. i am not sure if my filipino folks would be insulted or complimented by their exhibit on the philipines war.
pinoy gangstas
see previous caption
i also did the frist art center, which is their big art museum… which was not very big. it was pretty nice though, and i did enjoy myself. and in all seriousness, between the architecture and the music and the surprisingly vibrant art scene, i almost want to say i could live here. not quite though.
i can honestly say this is one of the most beautiful buildings i have ever seen
it’s awesome being a traveler at a hostel, being surrounded by internationals that are all trying to do the same thing i am. there’s this feeling among travelers where we all know we’re only going to be here for the tiniest bit so friendship come fast and strong. and that’s awesome beyond belief.
traveler boys with local girls: what a nightmare
the folks i met in nashville were all really great folks, and we all managed to somehow get to know each other, have injokes and be a good crew within the span of a few days. from oli’s overtly subtle british humour to anthony’s snakiness, to becks good humoured tolerance of all the boys being boys, to ed’s reserved demeanor slowly opening up, to matt’s good ole boy charm mixed with modern sensibilities. obviously, this is only a quick glossing of all the wonderful, amicable folks i met… but it is indicative of how awesome it is to connect with people from canada and australia and britain and even fucking denmark. i
lulz, canadian's already drunk
there’s also that element in vietnamese culture, i feel, this friendliness and openness once you get past the intial awkwardness that comes from the fundamental fatalism that comes along with possibly not seeing someone the next day, for whatever reason. so to make the most of life, we may as well be as close as possible now. i know sure as hell that imma miss those folks.
bex done stole my heart
i SWEAR i didn't drink all those by myself
why does everyone but me always have cute accents?
don't trust danes...
i will briefly say that the country music hall of fame was absolutely awesome sauce. i went on wednesday and it was completely worth the fee. between all the music and artifacts and exhibits, i feel like i learned so much and still had hella fun. like really, just seeing elvis’ car and hank william’s guitar and johnny cash’s guitar… how awesome of a time is that?
johnny cash
erbody
frikkin HUGE
the king and i... too cheesy?
all mine
JOHNNY CASH'S GITAR!!!
good ole country boys
then coming home, we had anthony from australia make us an awesome meal of vegetable spaghetti and then afterwards, we went out… as we always did, pulling in other folks with us.
anthony with his creation... ed can't wait
we like our drink
bex gon' kick anthony's ass for that one
smile erbody!
'parently brits finding hugging awkward
great pic
brits drink so fucking much
ed is a sexy beast
brother i never had
as you can see… it was a great night.
i’m really sad to have said good bye to everyone. now i’m off to get breakfast in atlanta… i will update before i leave tonight for the second part of my atlanta day. but let me just say again, i would recommend going to nashville to pretty much anyone, especially to anyone over twenty one or who just loves music. it really is a great time.
imma miss that city.
life is like an abusive relationship, transcendently wonderful sometimes, abysmally awful others… and with a lot of petty annoyances in between.