June 8, 2011. Randy and I left for Nashville. Travel was super easy and problem-free. In fact, it was probably the easiest drive I’ve ever had to JFK airport, which is weird, because we left at 7 AM and one would think we would have hit rush hour traffic.
We arrived in Nashville, took a cab to our hotel, and checked in. They had warm chocolate chip cookies in the lobby, which was great, because it was 3 PM and all we had eaten was an apple and coffee. I don’t do well when I’m hungry.
We went up to our room, got settled, and Randy checked in with what was happening at work. I finally dragged him away from it, and we went out to get the lay of the land. We went down to Bridgestone Arena to see what was going on with the CMT awards. I didn’t bother to buy tickets to this, as before we got to Nashville, I wasn’t really interested in going. But now that it was actually happening, I wished I was going. Note to self for next time-get CMT Awards tickets.
Randy noticed a group of people congregating on a corner. We went down to see what was happening. About a block up the street, people were being dropped off for the CMT awards. We saw a lot of unidentifiable men in cowboy hats. We also think we saw Little Big Town, JaneDear Girls, Trace Adkins, Sugarland’s tour manager, Hellen, with food (for Sugarland?), and others that I thought I wrote down, but apparently didn’t, and can’t remember now.
I had maneuvered my way up near the front, but was getting hungry and a little bored-since we couldn’t always be sure who we were seeing…we decided to head to the Wildhorse Saloon, since they were having a CMT viewing party that night. I figured we should get there early as it would probably be crowded.
We had no problem getting a table near the front, and we ate and drank slowly so it wasn’t a problem to stay. But I think we could have gotten there a little later and still been ok. It was a big place and there really was plenty of room. We had BBQ and fried pickles. The baked potato salad was really good.
We watched the CMT awards, and I cheered extra loud for Sugarland. My husband booed a certain artist he doesn’t particularly care for. Oops.
They raised the TV screen, and it looked like the stage was set up for a live band. The people at the next table confirmed that Jerrod Neiman was having his fan club party that night. Meanwhile, Heather and Nick had arrived and were trying to decide to come in-there was a $10 cover, the line was long, they had no cash, and they didn’t want to pay if we were gonna leave. After some intense texting, they decided to come in. Our waitress graciously let us keep our table and we got another round of drinks.
We waited about an hour and a half, and then Jerrod Neiman came out. Lee Brice and Jake Owen also joined him during the performance. It was really enjoyable as it was such a casual atmosphere and a laid-back music set.
It was over at about 12:30 (1:30 for us East Coasters), and we headed back to our hotel, excited for what the next day would bring.
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