Hubby and I have have spent the last week trekking around Nashville with Flat Stanley. I was ready to put him in an envelope with a bunch of photos and mail him back to Bremerton, Washington, but HE wanted to create a notebook about his trip. (Of course he did!) I told him I’d help him with his notebook, if he’d guest blog for me today. Since I said in last week’s blog I’d recount some of his adventures in this week’s post, I thought that was a fair trade.
So, here goes…
My name is Flat Stanley. My friend Trysta mailed me to her Aunt Kay and Uncle G in Nashville, Tennessee, for a vacation.
The first thing they did was dress me in western clothes. Pretty much only the tourists dress like that, but that was ok. I was cool in my boots and hat.
And I got them to try on western duds, too.
They drove me all around town and showed me the sights. We went to Studio B where Elvis Presley recorded something called records. (That’s what old people had before they could download music.) See the reflection of Uncle G in the mirror when he made the picture at Studio B. You can hardly see me, but I’m standing on Elvis’s guitar.
From there we found a photo op at a giant microphone. See the red chicken in the background? (lower left) We couldn’t resist a picture with it, too. I’m teeny tiny next to it and I had to hang on for dear life.
We were in the neighborhood of the famous Music Row, which is really just a couple of streets of recording studios except…there’s this statue of naked muses named Musica at the start of it. Uncle G did a good job of photographing it and keeping it “G” rated for Trysta’s 3rd grade project. I’m in all the photos. Can you find me? My closeup was on a foot.
Nashville is also home to the Grand Ole Opry. Most tourists go there, but I just saw the bus.
Another place we visited was The Parthenon, which was an exact replica of the one in Athens, Greece. It was built in 1897 as part of a world’s fair. The Nashville one is in Centennial Park.
We also went by Vanderbilt University, which is one of over 20 universities in the area. I felt smarter just being there. (Hint: I’m not in this picture.) Trysta’s brother, Xander was born at Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital which is near the University.
“The Hermitage” was the home of Andrew Jackson, the 7th president of the United States. Do you see me standing on the sign?
We got tickets to a Nashville Predator’s hockey game. It was way cool! They won 4-3. It went down to the last second.
We spent one day at a street fair where a $100 bill kissed me (yuck). But I got to hang out with a couple of cops for a while. That was cool.
We spent most of the day in the puzzle booth. The crafters were friends of Aunt Kay and Uncle G’s from Georgia and they let me help sell some puzzles. I tried to work the cash register, but got in trouble with Aunt Kay.
My very favorite place at the craft show was the booth where they had custom mail boxes. I bet they had a zillion! It was hard picking my favorite three for pictures. Can you believe this barn, Predators truck, and airplane are mailboxes. They are, I promise! Kind of makes you want to be flat, doesn’t it?
One afternoon I crashed a wedding (but was on my very best behavior). For a while I sat with the bride and groom at their special table.
Their reception was on the 10th floor of a building so there was a good view of Nashville in the background.
Yesterday, I went to work with Uncle G. I had my own lab coat with my name on it and everything!
Today, I’m all packed and ready to head back to Washington state. I’m going by airplane, so it’ll only take about six hours instead of three days on a mail truck!
We’ve finished my notebook for Trysta’s school project. I hope she likes it. This is what it looks like.
Aunt Kay says it’s time to head to the airport…and for her to get back to writing her book. I wonder if she’ll write about me in her book. Probably not…she writes fiction.
~ Flat Stanley