May 6, 2015
The Nashville Horror. It is never fun to drive through Nashville, especially during rush hour. Yesterday, I we entered Tennessee from Alabama on I-65, we stopped at the welcome center for motel pamphlets and information and overheard the person there telling some people getting a hotel room in Franklin for the night, that if they were not on the road by 6 a.m. to wait until 9 a.m. to drive through Nashville.
We stopped for gas at Franklin at around 5:30 p.m. and did not even make it a mile towards Nashville when we hit sitting traffic. Evidently, there was an accident or something ahead and traffic was at a standstill.
We ended up on some back roads and eventually US-70 and saw some of the most beautiful scenery ever before ending up at Clarksville, Tennessee, for the night.
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