A pilgrimage

Arriving in Nashville felt like coming home. In sharp contrast to Memphis, the climate actually made you want to be outside as much as possible; to feel the warm sun and luxuriate in a balmy breeze.

Music, and cowboy boots, are everywhere.

And the bands are just so good. I could sit listening in bars here for days.

The Country Music Hall of Fame and the Johnny Cash museums made for very entertaining visits, the city is nicely walkable and everyone you meet seems to be happy to be here.

But the absolute highlight of my time in Tennessee (and possibly my entire Stateside trip) is taking a visit to Dollywood.

That’s right; Dolly Parton ‘ s theme park/ cultural centre and museum. There really aren’t words to describe how I feel about this, so I’ll just say that I’m buying two new bus tickets, spending a night in Knoxville and blagging a ride to the tiny, touristy town of Pigeon Forge, as well as spending less time in my beloved Nashville, just to go.

I have no doubt that I am about to have an outrageously good time.