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Back Home. Where will our next home be?

With our mission complete to check out the top four choices for relocating next year, we drove home from Santa Fe without wasting any time, leaving early Sunday morning and pulling into our driveway on Monday evening. Home, sweet home I've mowed the lawn, picked up the junk mail, and roasted coffee for the week.  Did we reach any conclusions after five weeks of boots-on-the-ground research?  Kinda, sorta.  I confirmed for myself that I'm ready to move from Wisconsin after living here for the last 30-plus years.  Honestly, I could live in any of the four cities that we visited, but Julia and I are in agreement on the top two. Not making the final list are Grand Junction and Santa Fe. We couldn't find as much bang for the buck as we expected in Grand Junction as it relates to housing.  Also, Julia felt that it was too isolated from a major airport and too small in general.  Santa Fe was just too expensive for us, although we loved many things about it as a destination.  As th
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May 28-29

Our stay at the Music City Embassy Suites was outstanding: views of the city from the 8th floor, walking distance to many attractions, and great wheelchair accessibility. However, the weather did not cooperate.



There were a few breaks in the rain, and we took full advantage. On Monday, we walked about 30 minutes to the honkeytonk bars that line the streets for about three solid blocks.

At the first bar, we stood at the door and looked in to see if there was room for our motley crew. The singer on stage called us out to come in to a nearby open table. The country music and the beer was good. Although the band didn’t know any Townes Van Zandt, they did fulfill my request with an old Johnny Cash tune from the Folsom Prison album.


Monday night, Julia and I walked over to the Parthenon replica at a park near Vanderbilt University.


On Tuesday, we all walked downtown to view the state capitol and other state government buildings.


After all of that hard work, Justin was ready for a hot dog, and we were ready for a beer. The Nashville farmers market provided the perfect respite from the rain.


I was drinking a Bearded Iris Homestyle IPA, which might be the best IPA that I have had this year.

The rain continued that afternoon and evening, although we did sneak out for some Ben and Jerry’s ice cream between showers.

Next up: Lexington, Kentucky.
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