nashville day 2:
first of all i am going to ask for your apologies because there are too many photos to choose from for project phone photography. i’ll try my best but the day was full of aesthetically pleasing, adventure quenching photo opportunities.
yesterday, rachel and i went on a run as soon as we woke up. after we showered, we were presented with delicious coffee from nicaragua and a breakfast for champions.
our first stop of the day was the flea market. and let me tell you, i was one inch short of heaven. this flea market makes costco look like a 7-11. (i’ve been known to exaggerate, but this is not one of those times.) i wanted to furnish my whole [imaginary] house. every thing was not only adorable but cheap. from the few antique shops i’ve been to in portland, i’d guess that everything was 1/3 of the cost. southern charm is just so accessible. my purchases of the day: locket $10, boots $25, pipe $30, lantern $18 and some sugar and cinnamon roasted pecans, fresh & warm.
my favorite finds were a beautiful pair of lamps. and a cerulean blue with leather seats set of refurbished chairs. the best find was probably a chastity belt. yep! a chastity belt.
mary, our host, let us know about this marshmallow joint. that was our next step of the journey. it was in a cute part of town, probably most comparable to portland. and what did we find? a coffee shop dedicated to portland. we had to try it. the coffee was acceptable, but the most convincing part was all of the macbooks sitting out. however, the guy at the counter was anti-social, unknowledgeable and we felt no loyalty to this ‘portland’ so we left.
we spotted another coffee shop about a block away. on our way to it, we stumbled upon custom jeans shop and boutique. the interior was perfectly done. see for yourself! then just outside we got our marshmallows with some hot chocolate. and finally we made it to our coffee shop. a lovely atmosphere, with a loft for the dj and beautiful photographs on the wall. they made good coffee, which i have learned is a rarity in nashville.
i’m not exactly sure how this happened, but we ended up at a smoke house. and by smoke house i mean it’s like a bar or coffee shop except with delicious tobacco. cigars and pipes and dominos and chess and sports tv and really nice workers. they cleaned out our flea market pipes and let us sample some flavors. i am normally against this sort of thing but we had a really great time and hung out there for longer than i would have ever expected.
around the time we left it became nap time. we headed home and of course woke up to a wonderful dinner. we seriously have the best hosts ever. ever. some pasta with a spicy sausage andouille and some collared greens and rosemary bread. everything from the local farmer’s market. and let’s not forget, strawberry pie for dessert.
bits of wonderland 
