I left New Orleans (and it's Gulf and Bayou culture) knowing that I was solidly out of any kind of desert or Southwest. It's weird: I'm not sure exactly when the transition happened; probably somewhere in Texas, I couldn't tell. I was now going to slowly meander my way back into my most familiar culture: Southern into Midwestern.
Cruising along through Mississippi and Alabama, I dreamed of what those areas might look and feel like. I've written about stopping in Birmingham before, so I guess it isn't all alien. But it seemed rushed, but Nashville was the reward.
After getting into Nashville super late, I slept and prepared for a "touristy" day the next day. Once awake the next morning, I was greeted to a terrible terrible car noise. When I slowed down, whether it be coasting or braking, my car made this terrible scraping noise. I later learned that it was my front brakes which had pretty much been shot. Makes sense seeing as though they were never replaced and I was doing tons of mountain driving for the whole trip.
After a delicious biscuit breakfast and bus ride, I took the car into the shop. In the meanwhile, I explored Midtown Nashville. I found the Parthenon, which I had totally forgotten existed:
I also got coffee at one of the coolest coffee shops I have ever been to. Three Brothers Coffee folks. Check it out when you're in Nashville.
There was a surprisingly large amount of development going on in Nashville. Especially in a part of the city called The Gulch. New high-rises and apartments were going up like mad. I wonder what is making Nashville, Nashville all of a sudden?
After a night of seeing the bars and neon Broadway, I slept easy and took off for Ohio the next day. Soon enough I was in Kentucky, then Louisville, then Cincinnati, then Columbus. I rode the Outerbelt through the evening and pulled up to my family's house around 8 PM. I guess that ended the road trip?
Nashville's Broadway. |
Same building looking the other way. So much neon. |
It's funny how such monumental things get off to, and end, in a simple low-key instant isn't it? There was no grand sending off party, no grand reception. Simply just pulling out off a curb parking space, and pulling into a driveway.
Today I watched the sunset over the Ohio plains, and it created a wondrous pink and red glow. I still contend that Ohio has some of the best sunsets I've ever seen. But this time there was no longing that I would not be able to experience that for a while longer, because I would most likely see the same thing tomorrow night, and for many nights after that. I don't know if that means it "lost value", but something about it is different.
As I toured around the countryside after my dentist appointments and errands in Lancaster, I couldn't help but feel so satisfied. I felt like I had done well, and that even though I went through some turbulent times and thoughts in my experience, I have concluded it well. Did I want to conclude it? Simply browse through some previous posts to see me wrestle with that. But in the end, I think it was the best decision.
While I want to keep exploring, keep driving into places unknown, I also am comfortable right here for right now. It's an amazing feeling knowing that you're home.
I've been struggling with how/if I should end this blog. Aside from the name being the obvious moniker that is not true, it feels like I've solidly transitioned onto another step of my life. Or at least into an "in-between" spot. And it doesn't feel "right" to keep posting here and keep up with a theme if I'm not geographically in the spot to experience said theme. Maybe I will create a new blog later, and if so, you will know about it. But for now, expect this one to be wrapped up for the most part.
If you would like to still keep up with me in a more personal/reflective note, please check out my other blog: "Wonderful Ramblings of Life" I will keep that one semi-updated with things going on that are not specifically place based but simply life based. Check it out here: http://wonderfulramblingsoflife.blogspot.com/