I’m in this sketchy hotel in Nashville right now. Can’t sleep, ever since getting woken up by someone/something banging on our walls and door. Vacancy Part 2, nbd. I really just want to go home. :(
Up until now it was a pretty successful trip, though. Shopping around Vanderbilt, spending way too much money on food as always, and we got to check out The Bluebird Cafe, which was awesome! It was open mic night. Soooo much undiscovered talent. People come from all over the country just to play there. We met people from LA and North Carolina, so cool.
WELL, I guess I’ll try to sleep for a couple hours, hopefully we make it out alive in the morning. -_-