If last night I was happy you need a whole other word for how I feel tonight in Nashville. I’m staying at Union Station Hotel, A Wyndham Historic Hotel in a Station Master’s Suite, #620. Holy hell.

The hotel is built in a restored 19th-century railroad station. Picture a huge arched, stained-glass ceiling in the lobby and two wooden, sweeping staircases. That was definitely a sight for two weary travelers.

The living room is the size of my entire apartment in New York.  The bedroom is just as large. As I write this I’m on my full-sized couch watching one of two (yes, two) flat screen TVs. La Quinta who? Don’t get me wrong. La Quinta is great for crashing. It’s cheap, clean and breakfast is included. But this is how a hotel stay should be. It’s so nice that Saskia and I were very, very close to saying “F*** it” to Nashville and ordering room service and a bottle of wine…but we probably would regret that in the morning….maybe.

We’re heading out now to see what sort of trouble we can get into but the draw of the king-sized bed and over-sized pillows may have us tucked in and cozy before midnight.

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