It is no secret that I am not a city girl. I don’t feel the rush for more than 24 hours when we are in a big city. It doesn’t give me energy or inspiration it is actually the exact opposite. I always leave feeling drained and out of place. My happy place is in rural America. I like small towns and wide open spaces. When we were in Nashville I was feeling pretty out of place in the big city when we landed in Franklin. I guess this would be considered a suburb of Nashville? I am not up on my city lingo and have yet to figure out uptown from downtown unless I ask a local. Any pointers? Travel. I am still learning.
I had found Franklin on the web when I was looking up things to do after we ate at Loveless Cafe. I am so glad that the city has a good online presence or I probably would have missed it. When I saw the pictures of the downtown area I knew it would be perfect. It was. Quirky downtowns that haven’t lost that old charm are where it is at for me “in town.” I love the old wooden doors, the benches outside the shop windows, and the slow place browsing on a Sunday afternoon. This type of retreat in such a populated place is almost a necessity if you ask me. I loved it there and it came at just the right time during our stay.
Between Loveless Cafe and Franklin you drive on just a couple miles of the Natchez Trace Parkway. We decided to skip the exit to Franklin once our bellies were full and drove about 20 miles down the highway. It was magical. Slow speed limits, windy roads, and trees just starting to take on the fall colors. We talked about how magical that drive would be on a motorcycle or in a convertible as we leaned left to right every 30 seconds or so.
If you go to Nashville and have any extra time to explore outside the city I would say Loveless Cafe, the Natchez Trace Parkway, and downtown Franklin should be on your list. Especially if you appreciate a little bit of a slow down.