...so here I am again in a new town. Here I am again. In a new town. Again. In a town again.
I have uncharacteristic high-hopes for this place.
I mean it can't possibly be worse than Utah. (Can anything?) Though Utah, driving through Utah as the clouds cast glorious shadows over the rolling mountains, en route to a chateau in Park City for skiing with Milo... could understandably pass for God's Country for the godfearing Mormons.
Mormons are all really really nice.
But people here in Nashville are really, REALLY, REALLY, nice. And they drink. And there's music.
So I'm spending 30 out of the 200 or so I got to my name to spend tonight in a roadside motel. Gotta at least get one good uninterrupted night's sleep before pounding the pavement and knocking at doors for employment opportunities both musical and not....
Well farewell Utah, and good night Nashville, and good night dear sweet readers. Tomorrow I'll explore.
xo
CvD
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