We woke up the next morning in a (surprisingly nice) Motel 6 in Framingham, MA, which I had never heard of before. We turned in around 10:30pm when night driving became too exhausting. We were bound for Portland, but made a stop in Salem, MA to check out some witch trial history. We were the... Continue Reading →
Memphis Blues and Heavy History
We rolled into Memphis around dinner time to a hotel called The Exchange, which ended up being half apartment units and half “hotel rooms” (full service apartment-style). For $85 and a downtown location, we were surprised to see a full working kitchen complete with pots and pans and a separate living room area. I wish... Continue Reading →
Nashville—Leaving my City Roots for Boots
The last time I was in Nashville was exactly 3 years ago, when we circled the country. I was a typical anti-everything country New Yorker who had no idea what I was walking into. The initial shock of hearing pants referred to as “britches” and swerving through a sea of cowboy boots and whiskey wore... Continue Reading →