Day 66 - Nashville, TN

When Don and I went on our walk this morning, Jake and his mom came out of their delicatessen to meet us and say goodbye; Jake’s dad came by in his truck, too. They were interested in Don’s quest for dead Yoakums, and were pleased to hear that he had done so well. Jake was his same desperate, whirling, jumping and pawing self. Maybe he needs some meds. I know he’s a nice guy, he just needs to learn some self-control. Don told them that we had really enjoyed our stay here, and that he would like to come back again next year, which pleased them also. I’d like to come back, too. This is a really nice place. We got our act together and shoved off about eleven, heading west on Highway 40 toward Nashville. We were all impressed with the beauty of the scenery along the route, and we were in agreement that Tennessee is a really beautiful state. Don said that he wasn’t surprised that so many of his ancient ancestors chose to stay there.

We got into our RV Park in Nashville around mid-afternoon, and scored a pull-through spot with a little grass. Kind of a comedown from our luxurious site with beautiful grass on the riverfront. I think we got a little spoiled. But the people here are very nice and friendly, and seem to like me a lot. Shortly after we arrived, Don and I were taking Garmie out to the truck to install her, and a blond lady in a miniskirt and low-cut blouse saw me and had to hug me and talk babytalk to me. Don and I both enjoyed it; he said that I’m really great at attracting the “hotties”, whatever that means. Geri and Don got into a discussion on what they wanted to do in Nashville. We’re right next to a place called the Grand Old Opry, but we can’t go to that tonight because Geri has to get her hair and nails done. And besides, she was hungry. Before I knew it, something very strange and unusual was happening; Don had whipped a bunch of leftovers out of the refrigerator, warmed them up, and they were having dinner before I had mine! I don’t think that this has ever happened before. Once they realized what had happened, I think that they were a little embarrassed. I got my dinner as soon as they were through eating, and some fine plates afterward.

After dinner, we all got in the truck and took Geri to the OpryLand Mall to get her coiffed and a chop job on her nails. Don and I headed for the Nashville Trader Joe’s, guided perfectly by the intrepid Garmie, who performed her job perfectly. Don loaded up on my cookies, Geri’s pretzels and sparkling water, and a few other essentials. He told the checkout clerk that TJ’s was the only reason that we were in Nashville. She said she’d tell her boss. We went home and unloaded the groceries, and settled in to wait for Geri to call for us to pick her up. The call finally came, we made the pickup run, came home, and settled in to watch a little TV, then to bed. Not an eventful day, but we wound up in a nice place, with new adventures ahead of us. Life is good.