my first tank of gas of many to come...
and headed to my first stop: Nashville, Tennessee!
The car ride went smoothly, besides being pulled over for driving too slow, in true Tori fashion. No worries, though, the officer was gracious and didn't give me a ticket!
I arrived safely at the Young's home, my hosts for the week, at about 5:30. I decided that was probably too late to head into the city, so I stayed in for the night to make sandwiches and spend quality time with Papa to get mentally and spiritually prepared for what the next day had in store. In case any of you were wondering, making 40+ PB&Js is more time consuming then you would imagine! Maybe that's just because it takes longer to make them with love:)