Nashville came next. Francesca's nephew and his girlfriend are pursuing advanced degrees there. The city is called "The Athens of the South" because of its many universities and its life-size replica of the Parthenon. Of course, music is the big thing and we bicycled down Music Row.
Francesca, the Grove guy, Ivo, Minoo and the Music City Center
Live country music blared out of the bars as did the smell of stale beer and urine.
We opted for a concert in Riverfront Park.
Its crazy that Coconut Grove can't have something like this.
Maybe, working together, we can make our hometown's waterfront as special as Nashville's.
East Nashville is like the Grove used to be.
The houses have age, color, and character.
Where streets meet at Five Points a small business district thrives.
No chain stores here. Instead you'll find unique art galleries, bars, and the only restaurant I've ever seen made out of a VW van,"I Dream of Weenie."
Next stop, gettin' down (exploring caves) in Kentucky.