Final day in Nashville. I fly home at 6 PM. We went to a café to have a cuppa coffee, work on blogs and organize photographs.
I finally came up with a name for our rented Dodge Charger: Spare Rib
Next, we went for one final barbecue meal at a place called Mission BBQ. It was OK. In retrospect, the best barbecue I had was the first at Martin’s. The flavor and texture of the ribs was more to my liking. I don’t need to eat barbecue for quite a while.
Mission BBQ has a law enforcement theme. Badges ands stuff everywhere. It reminded Thomas of an Alabama state trooper story. He was in college at Cal, but not of legal drinking age. Home for the holidays. He had to drive to Tennessee, drinking age 19, to buy a keg for a party in his backyard. He got pulled over driving 85 MPH by an Alabama State Trooper. He got out his California Drivers License showing his address as International House. He handed it to the officer. Thinking quickly, he spoke to the officer in German and pretended not to understand English. The exasperated Trooper handed him back his license and sent him on his way.
We finally made it to the Willie Nelson and Friends museum. I thought it was overrated. They were just a bunch of photos, old costumes and memorabilia. I don’t know what I expected , Other than that. Thomas liked it a lot more than me. He wanted to keep taking pictures. I was really tired of photographs.
After that, it was time to go to the airport. Thomas got disappointing news that his daughter Kate was sick. She had planned to meet him in Nashville in a few days. It was his only opportunity in quite a while to spend time with her. It worked out that she will come after all a few days late. Phew.
After Thomas left me, he rented a car and drove to Huntsville Alabama, where he grew up. He is going to have dinner with an old friend and spend a couple of days in Huntsville. Knowing him, he will send me some photos from dinner to put in the blog.
I made it home. Beth kindly picked me up at the airport. Back to my routine today: spin class and shopping for NYE dinner.
Great NYE dinner with Mark and Helen. Seafood extravaganza. Good champagne and wine. An early evening.
| Is that a napkin or are you passing notes again? |

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