February 11, 2015
It’s been a week since I got home from Nashville. Ever get the post-vacation blues? You spend weeks and weeks planning and making lists and downloading stupid little countdown apps and every single purchase you make in the time leading up to it is easily rationalized with “oh, but I’ll need it in Nashville”. (Yes. I needed those boots.) And then boom, you’re back home and can’t stop wishing you were back…
I recently bought a new car, and the day I brought her home, Jess was quick with the “so, we’re taking your car to Nashville?” No way. Nope. I’m not driving my new baby that far. But that was months ago and after getting the all clear from the dude who changed my oil, Jess and I embarked on what we thought would be a quick 14 hour drive to Nashville. PPA was holding their annual Imaging USA conference at the Gaylord Opryland, and Jess has been bitten by the “do-I-really-want-to-live-in-Florida” bug and wanted to see what Nashville had to offer. I had a few classes and speakers picked out, but deep down I had a little crush on Nashville and just wanted to learn more about the city.
I won’t go too much into my thoughts of Imaging USA – truth is, I hardly gave it a chance. I signed up for a class with a photographer I admire and the day before he had to drop out for medical reasons. After that, I didn’t really seek out any other classes. Staying at the Opryland was pretty convenient, but dang that place is like Disney – so easy to get lost, and the signage (or the employees that barely spoke english) wasn’t much help. And to be completely honest, I felt a little out of place amongst all those photographers. I did hit up the expo floor a few times though and purchased some neat things that will definitely help in the future (and for anyone following along on my personal FB page, I returned the selfie stick. But only because it didn’t fit my phone. You can friend me again now.)
I’ll save you all the boring stories about our night on Broadway, the $1 hotdog I practically inhaled after a night of dancing, the TWENTY-FIVE dollar fee I paid for parking, how Jess almost fell for a homeless dude with a big smile (I’m kidding!) and the most amazing restaurants and bars with incredible handcrafted fancy-ass cocktails – I’m sure you don’t want to hear them. So instead, here are a few of my favorite shots from our drive up and a couple sweet nighttime Nashville shots.
Sorry for the lack of “filler” images during our short trip – truth is, it was cold, my camera is heavy, and I was too busy enjoying my time instead of busting out the big guns to document every single moment. Shoot, most of these images weren’t even taken in Nashville…but here goes:
Jess is very excited about cotton.
And boom – the only thing I shot at Imaging… Jeremy Cowart! And yes, I got to meet him and got a photo with him too. (check the instagram, duh.)
Maybe next road trip I’ll drag another photographer along. I’m sure mom would love more photos of me.
PS- Don’t be surprised if a year from now I’m all “bye y’all, moving to Nashville!”
I’m definitely considering it.
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