Did you know there was a Nashville, Indiana? I didn’t. UNTIL THIS WEEKEND.

Bye bye Indy!

It’s only about an hour and a half to get to Brown County, where the knock off Nashville lives. When we arrived (after following a motorcyclist for ten miles), the place was PACKED. It’s a cute town with shops and restaurants and leather stores (no, seriously), and we drove around for fifteen minutes trying to find a place to park. I had no idea it was going to be that busy in downtown Nashville. INDIANA!

Once we parked the car in a grass parking lot by a Speedway, we walked back into town and saw a puppet show.

We were the oldest people there without young children.

Then we went to a darling coffee shop called the Daily Grind. I haven’t had iced coffee that tasted like it hadn’t been sitting in an unloved pot all day in forever! It also treated my burgeoning migraine extremely well. (Not from the puppet show.)

We ate dinner at the Hobnob restaurant. The food was amazing! And the building has been there since the 1800s. There’s even a remnant wallpaper over the front door showing the American flag from 1899 with only 45 stars!

I'm getting the 1:30 AM munchies.

Ashley, Kass, and me in front of Hobnob!

It was a really great time with gorgeous weather! Although I must say, I’m really getting annoyed with how hot it’s been! It was 80 today! Listen, weather. I’ve got a whole closet full of sweaters and jackets I bought on sale in the spring that I have been waiting for months to wear. Do not make me wait any longer.

Now that I’m making threats to elements of nature, I should go to bed. Good night, Internet!