Nashville, Day 1

• Met Castro, a delightful US customs agent at the Toronto Airport who tried to tell Cindy she should start buying “Chinese toilets” (toilets that are in ground and therefore “flush” with the floor) that are easier for disabled people to use. Since he’s the customs man, and we were a captive, dependent audience, we had to chat about this fascinating topic for about 15 minutes while trying not to look at our watches.
• Met a REAL cowboy in the boarding area waiting room. Called us “ma’am”, had a twangy accent, called his “mama” on his cell phone (seriously!).

• Plane trip uneventful… oh yeah, until the plane was hit by lightening!!!! Actually just sounded like a thump but still, kind of freaky.
• Checked into out hotel, ran to Grand Ole Opry!

• Met some new friends
  

• Awesome show! During the show, was informed of the amazing products of the Opry’s sponsors, the Cracker Barrel, Martha White cornbread mix, the Tupelo Elvis Festival, and Vietti Chili.
  
• After the Opry, walked through the amazing Opryland Hotel. 2883 rooms. 3 indoor atria covered by more than 8 acres of glass form greenhouses of tropical plants. Indoor streams, waterfalls, bridges, pathways, ponds, fountains. Had a drink at Jack Daniel’s Saloon. (Cindy doesn’t know him well enough yet to call him “John” but we’re getting there.)
  
• Back to the hotel. Collapse.