On the morning of April Fool's Day, we flew from JFK to BNA. When we landed in Nashville, we were met with the opposite of what we thought Tennessee would have: cold weather. I, traveling with only a light jacket, was devastated. We'd just left snow in Long Island and I was hoping for a warm embrace from the South. Boy, was I left hanging on that one. We hopped in an Uber and made our way to our hotel, one that our driver remarked he hadn't seen before as it appeared to be brand new.

Starved from a breakfast-less morning, we checked in, dropped our bags off, and headed to Martin's Bar-B-Que Joint on foot. The setting was fun and relaxed and the food was out-of-this-world good. Jarren and I sat there in awe, convinced we were going to have a great time in Nashville just by this first impression alone.

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After a great lunch, we decided to do exactly what we went to Nashville to do: listen to country music and drink. We had a Pedal Tavern reservation a few hours later, so we decided to take it easy and just scope out a few spots on Broadway for the time being. When 6:00 neared, we made our way over to a local liquor store for some drinks to bring onto Pedal, then walked over to the Pedal start-point and got ready to go.

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Although it was cold out, our Pedal ride was a blast! We joined a public ride and were grouped with a handful of people from all across the country, visiting Nashville for different reasons. The ride lasted 90 minutes and took us on a tour of Broadway, with one drink stop on the way. The drink stop, Headquarters Beercade, introduced me to my first ever Peanut Butter & Jelly shot, and I was instantly hooked. We took a group photo, said our goodbyes, and headed out on Broadway.

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We first stopped in on Robert's Western World, as I'd read online that it was one of the more legendary spots to hit. It was a good honky for older country music (think 80s and before) and had cheap beer and cheese curds. Someone sitting next to us there, who'd been visiting Nashville for a few days, suggested we go to Tootsies Orchid Lounge, promising we'd love it. I'd read a million positive things about Tootsies when doing my research so we decided, why not? Off we went.

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We got to Tootsies at the perfect time: right before lines began to form outside. We made our way to the top floor, ordered some drinks, and stayed there all night. We had the time of our lives but at 2 AM, decided to call it so that we could get some rest and come back tomorrow to do it all over again.