Day 2 of this road trip stirred up frustrations that had me questioning why I ever thought this was a good idea in the first place.
I can’t even fully remember my original reasoning for driving home (a moment of complete loss of sanity?) – with the dog, no less!
Anyway, that’s neither here nor there because there’s no turning back now.
After departing Memphis, we drove through Tennessee and made a pit stop at the Jack Daniel’s Distillery. If you’ve never done this, I applaud you for not getting sucked into the notion that this would be worthwhile.
After navigating the back roads of Tennessee for over an hour, we came upon a gravel lot and entered the historic town that is home to the Jack Daniel’s Distillery.
We couldn’t take the tour because 1) pets aren’t allowed even though it is outdoors and 2) it was 95° outside and I was worried the dog would die of heat stroke if I left her in the car.
So we took the opportunity to stretch and walk around the distillery grounds and Lynchburg Square. I kind of half expected someone to burst through saloon doors and propose a duel in the parking lot. It was that kind of crowd.
We must have looked like a pretty sorry duo because after walking around and heading back to the car, some guy offered to take our picture. This was a low point. In the day and in my life.
After that we drove an hour East to try and find the hotel for that evening but when I got lost in a town that was probably the inspiration for the movie Psycho, I gave up on staying anywhere near there and hit the gas to the closest big city I could find.
We skipped the music festival and just ate a quick dinner al fresco…
…and then immediately passed out and went to bed.
Road trips can be exhausting.