Today I was off to Nashville, probably at the top of the list of places I still want to visit in the United States. I was in Tennessee during the summer but couldn’t find a way of fitting Nashville into the schedule, as I wanted to spend at least three days in there. In hindsight the weather now is much better for walking around, compared to the crazy 100F Tennessee summer days.
The Hollywood to Los Angeles airport shuttle bus is supposed to take an hour. You are also warned that it could take longer depending on the notorious LA traffic. This bank holiday morning we managed to do it in about 20 minutes.
Most of today was spent either waiting in the airport or flying. Nashville is a good three-quarters of the way across the US. With at least four hours in the air, along with the two hours lost due to time zones, it was dark upon arrival. The hostel was in a great location, right on the river in the city centre. It was a nice and modern converted warehouse sort of place. That said for £35 a night I’d have at least expected a bit of breakfast, even just a piece of toast. It also seemed a bit tight to charge $1 for a towel. In keeping with the musical theme of the city, the rooms were named after musical acts. It’s actually an easier way to remember your room than by a number. I stayed in James Taylor. Could have been better, could have been worse.