Heaven is a place on Earth where you tell me all the things you want to do

Did you forgot about this year’s puppet tour?

We almost did. Somewhere between graduating and going on the road, I realized I had zero responsibilities for one whole month, which of course meant that I was obligated to do everything I’ve ever wanted to do.

We go to all these places in the summer. Places we wouldn’t necessarily choose to go. Still, we scour the internet and interrogate the locals and find a way to vacation no matter what our location. So it occurred to me: why couldn’t Nashville be our ultimate summer destination?

In an effort to grab summer by it’s sweaty nether regions, we did something delicious every day. We watched movies in the park, chased down food trucks we had never tried, played Rock Band all day, and saw art shows at the public library. I even swam under a waterfall. We were so captivated by our Nashvillian summer that we became reluctant to leave.

Until the night before the tour. Lying awake in bed, I began to ponder the many treasures this summer would offer. A birthday party for the twins, a National Puppetry Festival, hours and hours of the Food Network. I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep.

And now we’re off. We’re in hot and sticky Slidell, LA on the second day of the tour and I love it. Quote of the day below:

Matt: Does anyone have any questions?

Small child: I have a question. I can do the worm.

Tomorrow: more sweat in the bayou.

title song.