Nashville with the Piranhas Night 1-2

Last night, we talked to a pretty girl in a Starbucks and she told us that her brother, if he were to be there, would talk our ears off about a place called Red River Gorge. So, we got severely lost on the way to the camp grounds there, asking several people along the way but Aaron and Adam couldn't understand the locals in Kentucky. We finally showed up around seven, found our way to a friendly man that told us we'd need to buy a permit to camp that night (which was thirty minutes back the way we came) and who helped us decide what we'd do. After all that, we set up camp, started a small fire that burned until the night got plenty dark as we played Monopoly on Adam's iTouch.
We talked in the tent until we fell asleep, and though I was sleeping in a way-too-hot sleeping bag in a muggy tent with no matt, I slept better than I had in months. Maybe it had something to do with the lack of sleep the previous nights, but I tend to think that it was simply that I was finally ready to fall asleep. I woke up a couple times in the night, but that's noting nothing new.
In the morning, we packed up camp and took a small hike through the woods. There was a group of Nova Scotians climbing a rock wall in the middle of the woods. This is nothing to remember, not really.
We left Red River Gorge and Adam ran through a tunnel carved out of a mountain overpass. There were two men standing around a white car outside of the tunnel with the hood up. I asked them i they needed help, but they told me they didn't. I didn't think there was much of anything I could do if they did need help, but it just didn't seem right not to pass them without saying anything.
After the gorge we drove to Wild Turkey Distillery. We met some incredibly nice women there, working in the gift shop. Peggy had worked at the distillery for forty-five years, only after they moved operations did she take up a job working as a tour guide. She took us around and told us a bit about herself and her life. The real story is, though, that after the tour we met Jimmy Russell, the master brewer for Wild Turkey. He signed a shot glass I bought for my sister-in-law that I had him sign, and then we spent the rest of the time there talking to a woman named Sherwine who, despite her age, was an absolute southern belle.
I've fallen in love these past three places, but I haven't gotten to the last one yet.
She told us about Nashville, told us about some crazy stories, and we listened with our ears wide open. We drank peach tea and ate bourbon mixed with cookies 'n cream. We left for Nashville right from there. We stopped along the way at Abe Lincoln's childhood home, poked our head in, and left. We didn't stop at dinosaur land though, mainly because we appear to be idiots.
We made it to Nashville and met Adam's friend Craig and his friends. We, Aaron, Adam, Craig, Jen, Sara, and I shot the shit in their apartment's parking lot for thirty minutes before they headed off to frisbee practice. We then went to downtown Nashville, walked near a pond, and listened to some live music at Centennial Park. After that, we drove downtown, and walked around for a while. We found pitas to eat, then headed around till we found a place called Piranhas Bar and Grill. The waitress took care of us, she was a miracle from L.A. that talked to us the whole time we were there. After ten, the beers stopped being one buck a draft and she kept giving us beers for two dollars a pop. We watched Conan O'Brien on the tonight show and watched people get severely hurt doing stupid things.After that we headed to a place called Paradise Park where they had two for one six dollar pitchers of PBR. We fell in love for the second time in Nashville. We headed back to the Piranha Bar after finishing our beer and I bought the singer of the band at the show a shot of J.D. We said buy to the beauty at Piranhas and came back to Craig friend's place.
So now, we are watching Independence Day at Jen and Sara's, and I am updating this blog, and I am tired, but we have more to come. I can't wait for the shower I'll take tomorrow.
Until the next time, take care everyone.

Signed,
Andrew