August 12, 2018.. to August 13, 2018
Nashville, TN to Charlottesville, VA….. to Warwick, RI
The longest day ever.
We woke up in the comfiest bed of the entire trip and definitely wanted to take it easy. Our original plan was to get breakfast in Nashville and then jet over for dinner in Charlottesville before camping once more before our drive home. You’ll read how that’s not how it happened!
We did grab breakfast in Nashville! First we found Von Elrods. This great little bear garden had these perfect mimosas and beet patties that were super filling for me this morning. A great start! 

Bear was not feeling well. We could today that we really couldn’t push him to walk much at all. We decided to just drive around Nashville and grab some pictures from the car as much as possible. 



My mother loved Nashville when she had gone so it was nice to see some of the places she spoke of. I think this would be a great place for a girl’s weekend!
We went to the Grand Ole Opry next and Jason was really excited! 

Drive to Charlottesville:
So this is an interesting part of the story. I have always always always wanted to go to Charlottesville. For those who don’t know, this is where my favorite band, DMB, the Dave Matthews Band, started playing together. I told myself if I was ever driving by, I would make it my mission to get to Miller’s bar just to be there.
Now, unfortunately and tragically, a year ago from the date we were in Charlottesville was the day that Heather Heyer was murdered during a rally of people who were spreading hate. Charlottesville was on lock down. Jason and I decided to try to get as close as we could to the area and then see if Miller’s was still going to be open. We had a long day of driving ahead of us to get there, but we were NOT going to allow hatred destroy the joy we were looking forward to.
We set off and all seemed good. Patch was a happy backstreet driver. 


When we got into Virginia, things changed. The weather was not in our favorite. It was… insanity. Out of nowhere, the sky’s opened up and rain flooded down. We could not see anything. The highway came to a standstill as it poured and poured. Well, almost a standstill… the 18 wheeler in front of us slowly lost traction… and began sliding backwards. I screamed to Jason to look to the left and right of us as I quickly put my car in reverse. I was terrified. The 18 wheeler kept creeping toward us then all of a sudden… he pulled on his e brake. The entire vehicle stopped and I was able to maneuver around him. Shaking, we drove a little further up and pulled over to the side of the road, along with pretty much ever other car. We sat for about 15 minutes until we felt we could travel again. I was so grateful to have Jason by my side during this. He kept his cool and that kept me calm. I was able to work our way out of that bad situation. Wow. Below find the before and after pictures of the sky. 

We stopped at Wendy’s to grab and a bathroom break. The dogs walked in the grass as I continued to work my heart out of my mouth. Baked potato and lemonade to the rescue. I discovered that Wendy’s French Fries are not vegan… such a disappointment. I had always thought they were, but they do not use a dedicated fryer for the fries, so they are fried with the same oil as the nuggets.
We kept driving on to Charlottesville and I made the call I was so afraid to make. Everything online said that the Charlottesville Mall area was closed down. You couldn’t drive into the area. Police were blocking every entrance to ensure peace. We had booked our KOA campsite online, so we had accommodations, but I really just wanted to see Miller’s. My nervous fingers shook as I placed the call…. and they answered! They were open and directed us to where we could park. Yessssssss!
The lie: “No Mom, we will be no where near the police presence or the Mall area”
I had to. She would’ve been worried sick. I contacted my sister and sister in law, both DMB fans, and made sure they knew where I was. I wasn’t rubbing it in or anything… 😜
The rain subsided as we pulled into this very quite town. It was about 9:30pm by the time we arrived. Police were everywhere. Nothing was going to happen in town tonight. We drive over to a parking area and spoke to an officer. We told them we were Rhode Trippers and this was an important stop for us. He smiled and waved us down. There were 6 officers blocking the roadway, along with a dump truck. 
We thanked the officers and continued on our way. I was giddy with excitement. This was it. This was where the band that picked me up and made me feel alive started. I was so nervous. Of course, I didn’t want to seem like “that fan”, but alas there I was. 

The bar was muuuuch different than I imagined. Three stories tall, this brick building was not the shady dive bar I assumed it would be. We sat outside in the middle of the mall with our pups. We ordered a cider and looked over the menu, which the waitress told us was minimized for this weekend. Usually, they are booming until 1am. This weekend, they closed earlier than 11pm each night. They had the Beyond Meat burger and changed up the bun so I could eat it…aka they gave it to me on lettuce 😂😂😂 Jason ate something covered in sauce… see this is why you finish your blog while you’re on the trip 😂.


So at this point, we’ve been talking to the waitress for some time. We were her only customers and she happened to be in school to become a teacher! I had to share as much wisdom as I thought she could handle. She walked away to let us eat and I took a bite…. and spit it out. I said to Jason “this is meat. No way is this not meat”. He tried a bite and also thought hmm this definitely tastes a ton like meat. I was so dismayed. We called her back over and she reassured me that it was the Beyond Meat burger and they hear it all the time. It’s just that good. She even asked the Chef to come talk to us and she confirmed it was what I ordered. She has always wanted to ask someone about it because as a non vegan she can tell the difference but wanted to know why we thought it was the same. Beyond the taste, the BM burger has beet juice in it, so the burger “bleeds”. Also, due to the cooking surface, it was crispy on the edges. I was relieved it was vegan and finished up.
At this point, I kept walking into the bar to look around, but hadn’t said anything about why we stopped. Finally, another waiter working chatted up Jason who told him “my girl just wanted to grab a picture wherever Dave used to play”. He replied back, “oh you’re fans? He was here all last night! He gives back to the community often and wanted to be here in support for the anniversary weekend.” Welp, my jaw dropped and I covered my head in disbelief. One day from seeing him IN PERSON at THE BAR where he started. I couldn’t. The waiter brought me over and let me go onto the stage. I’m not crying, you’re crying! 
The stage was the size of a postage stamp. I am not sure how all 5 members fit on it, but oh how grateful I am they did.
I was on cloud nine, when I get a text from my mother. Charlottesville was under flash flood warnings until 4am. The storm was approaching and we would be sleeping in… a tent?? On the ground?? Uh oh.
The decision
We both we full of energy and weak at the same time. We did not want to get all of our camping gear soaked, but we were unsure if we could make it home. We decided… to blare some music and get on the road home.
Charlottesville, VA to Warwick, RI
7 hours 30 minutes
Jason drove first. We had to navigate some weird back roads for longer than made sense to us. The fog was thick so it was hard to see. We said we would rotate every two hours and if one of us said we couldn’t drive we would just sleep in the car until morning. Jason did about 2.5 hours before he asked for a break. 5 hours to go and we would be home.
Jason fell asleep quickly and I was thankful to have every Dave Matthews Band album at my fingertips. I started from the beginning and listened to each album, singing my way through New Jersey, New York, Connecticut, and then Rhode Island. I was full of love and appreciation and just wanted to get my family home safe. The three of them slept (as well as they could while I was singing 😜) until we got into Warwick. Patch noticed first and began to stir. I put the windows down to smell the ocean air. We were home. Home sweet home. 
With no gas left in the tank, we pulled into our driveway having driven 6319 miles to see our friends. 6319 miles of adventure.
Will we do this again? Absolutely. To be continued… 2019? 2020? You’ll have to wait and see.