Thursday March 11, 2010

I had to pack the day before for my trip to Memphis. Dixy and I would meet up in Nashville and then make our way through. The whole ride to Nashville, I kept thinking about the chances that Dixy and I would be to get into the hotels since technically it’s illegal to be in a hotel room without someone 18 or, in some hotels, 21. But after all that worrying, we got in just fine after I showed my “pretty pretty picture” or in normal words, my id. For some reason, Dixy wanted the room on the first floor. It wasn’t exactly the best idea but I support it… after we locked and chained the door. Once we settled into our room, we headed out to downtown Nashville and walked along the drunken streets. About 30 min in, I finally noticed all the UK fans running around wild and screaming. As we walked along the crowded streets, Dixy saw a basketball game through a Hooters window. One of the players just happened to be someone she used to go to school with. We went in and sat for about 5 mins. I usually keep my phone in my back pocket so when I sit I take it out. Feeling awkward inside of the Hooters, we quickly departed for the car.