We have called Nashville home for almost 3 months now and just recently braved Broadway Street in downtown Nashville. I have wanted to walk this street since we drove by in 2014. But. There was a big but. I don’t party. Not even like “I only have a glass of wine at home. Sometimes. Wink.” I haven’t drank alcohol in years. I think. I didn’t really quit on purpose at the beginning so I don’t really remember when the last time was. And by I don’t party I mean, I don’t like smoke filled bars with sloppy drunks spilling their beers all over me. I wasn’t sure, but I was pretty sure that was Broadway St. so I decided we would go during the day and we would wait until school was back in and all tourist had left the
building city. Right? Right?! Wrong.
The campground dust finally started to settle during the first week of October. I could tell the crowd was getting older and many were just stopping for a day or two so I just assumed that was a direct reflection of the rest of the city. You know what assumption do to people, don’t you? Excuse me while I put my asshat on for the rest of this post. Downtown was lit. The energy was so good that I walked away from the truck without checking which intersection we parked at. Thank goodness I have a decent sense of direction.
This is Broadway Street downtown Nashville. The Honky Tonk Highway. Y’all. My college self should have came here. If you are in college and like to party. Come here. If you aren’t. Then, don’t do what we did and go on a Saturday afternoon. Insert all the laughs.
Broadway Street is what you would expect, but still have to experience to get the true effect. No photograph or video can give you the experience of walking block to block hearing different live music from every bar. You can’t smell the smoke and alcohol off peoples breathe. You can’t daydream as you walk past street artist wondering if one day they will “make it big.” You defiantly can’t look up when passing a two story bar to see some young girls ass clear as day. No, she wasn’t wearing underwear. Yes, I think the bar planned that. It is the real deal. Something you must experience for yourself.
I have loved Nashville. In fact, besides Colorado it is the only place we have lived that I would consider moving to. It is the ONLY city I have ever been to that I would live in. Ever. I love how much history is here. The food is good and the music is better. If you are a country music or Elvis fan I think you should come here at least once. And even if you don’t party, walk Broadway. In my opinion, it puts The Strip to shame but to be fair I didn’t frequent there much. Drinking seemed less appealing to me the more legal I became. How did this post turn into a drinking post. Oh, ya. Broadway. Here’s to the good ol’ days and here’s to never waking up with a hangover ever again. Amen.
I know the only reason you are still here is to see if I snapped a picture of that girl and her bare behind. C’mon. I am classier than that. Please for the love of all the respect you can muster for yourself, if you go to Honky Tonk Central wear some boy short undies. If you walk by Honky Tonk Central, don’t look up.
Walk Broadway. It is a Nashville must.