Middle Tennessee

Greg:

After Atlanta, we head to Nashville, Tennessee. On the way, we made two very memorable stops. The first was at the Jack Daniels Distillery in Lynchburg (and no, we couldn't determine whether that's what the name of the town refers to. We took a free tour. It was very authentic, and not too corny or commercialized. We got to see (and smell!) the sour mash of corn, rye and barley, as well as the charcoal which they drip the whiskey through, and which distinguishes Jack Daniels, a "Tennessee sipping Whiskey", from Bourbon. The tour guide carried a bottle of "cough syrup" in his back pocket the whole time and spoke in a great southern twang.

After the distillery, we stopped at On Target Indoor Shooting Range and Gun Store. Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking. Neither of us had ever fired a handgun, and I had always wanted to try. Plus, I have the coolest girlfriend ever, and she was up for trying. We found the store/range on the GPS, and they rented us a .22, sold us 100 bullets, and gave us basic instructions. Shana got a free t-shirt because she was a rookie, and because she's hot. I, on the other hand, got a free bumper sticker which said "REPUBLICAN: Because We Can't All Be On Welfare!". I had to pretend to be a Republican, but it was worth it to get such a great souvenir. Unfortunately, Shana won't let me put it on the car. Surprisingly, both of us were pretty good shots. Despite enjoying the experience, Shana was a little freaked out by the whole thing. I, however, enjoyed the rush of testosterone and might want to try again. I'll pass on testing the assault rifle, though, unlike the guys firing bomb-like shots next to us.