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My Adventures in Nashville

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If you wondered where I was this time last week, I was in the Music City itself, Nashville, Tennessee! I spent the weekend in Nashville to film my school's club ice hockey team in their conference tournament. I wasn't originally supposed to do it,  but a position opened up, and the hockey players' parents were paying for everything, so I figured "why not".

Our trip didn't get off to the best start. The bus I was riding in with the hockey team and fellow media members broke down in the middle of the trip, and our bus driver seemed to have no idea how to fix it for the longest time. After half an hour of us sitting in the bus bewildered and afraid, the driver told us in his very thick Italian accent that "it's time to Mickey Mouse" this. Nobody on the bus knew what that meant, but whatever it was, it worked, and we got a brand new meme out of it.

The coach bought a bunch of DVDs to watch on the bus after lunch, and the team chose to watch Superbad. I had never watched Superbad before, so it was a pretty fun experience seeing it for the first time with a bunch of college guys. I could barely hear the movie above all the hooting and hollering, but I could still appreciate it for the penis jokes and the reminders that MySpace and cell phones that only called people were still popular in 2007.

Shortly after Superbad ended, the bus reached the hotel, and I was put in a room with two other media members. We watched Futurama until it was time to leave for the hockey stadium. I had never filmed hockey before, so following that little puck around the skating rink with my camera was a nightmare. Whenever you watch hockey, don't forget the work that these camera people do, because it is without a doubt the worst sport to film.

Thankfully, we won the game, so it wasn't a totally miserable experience, even if it meant I had to film another game the next day. After going back to the hotel, my roommates and I got together with some female media members, and we all got dinner together. Since I was the only person in the group who was 21 or older, I had to buy us liquor after we finished dinner, my first time visiting a liquor store and hopefully my last.

I didn't actually drink any of the liquor because I was all business, but I still hung out with the girls and my roommates in the girls' room, where we watched Friends and everybody else got drunk. The girls kicked us out right before midnight, and my roommates passed out pretty much as soon as we got back to our room. I didn't really mind, as I didn't feel like staying up late that night, anyway.

I woke up at 6 a.m. the next day and trashed central time in the shoutbox because I can't go a week without angrily posting something in the shoutbox. About an hour later, I went down to the lobby to eat breakfast, and the coach and bus driver were the only other people up that early. I learned that the coach was from Canada and came down here to play hockey, but he fell in love (with a woman, not America (well maybe America too (it was an American woman, after all (I'm using way too many parentheses here)))) and decided to stay.

My roommates, their female friends, and I spent most of the day visiting the hot spots at Nashville. First of all, every stereotype you hear about Nashville is true. People wear cowboy hats and ride horses down the street, and all the bars play live country music 24/7. After eating at one of the bars, we went back to the hockey stadium and covered our team's next game, where we lost to Georgia because we lose to them in every sport.

Our team was devastated after the loss, though I wasn't as sad about it because it meant we would be leaving at 2 the next day instead of 5, when the championship game probably would have ended. Going home from Nashville was going to take us eight hours, and I still had school on Monday, so the sooner we left Sunday, the better. I did feel bad for the hockey players, though, even though they were all from the North and reminded me of my own inadequacies.

That night I did stay up late eating pizza and watching Central Intelligence with my roommates. Central Intelligence had Kevin Hart and The Rock, so it was amazing, of course, and took the bad taste of that night's loss right out of our mouths. That and the pizza. The bad taste returned the next morning, though, when our hockey team lost the third place game, which I filmed with less than five hours of sleep. We went straight to the bus after that and spent eight hours riding home, though we got there at 11 PM instead of 10 PM because of crazy timezone magic.

Despite the time there being objectively wrong, I had a lot of fun in Nashville and would go there again. Plus, I watched three great comedy movies for the first time. (The other being Horrible Bosses on the ride home, which like Central Intelligence and Superbad was a 10/10). I also watched Grown Ups for the first time on the bus, which was definitely a movie, but not what I would call "great" or "comedy". Still, it was a decent way to kill time.

 

Anyway, if you actually managed to sit through all of my rambling and bad attempts at humor, you deserve a prize, so I'll give you one. Behold: Your very own country guitar!

 

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