A couple of weekends ago my roommate and I took a spur of the moment trip to Nashville to visit her grandparents and explore the city on St. Patty’s day. It was our first weekend off of lacrosse in a VERY long time, so we took advantage of our temporary freedom to travel somewhere new.
Sam's Grandma taught me how to knit! I must admit, it's kind of really addicting. Too bad I only know how to make scarves right now.
She's also an avid quilter. Maybe we'll learn how to do that on our next visit!
During the day (when I wasn’t knitting) we spent our time hunting for green clothing to wear that night. We were a bit unsuccessful…
Right before we decided to call it quits on finding green attire, we got stuck in a rainstorm. We're literally huddling in a corner outside of a locked apartment complex. We thought the lobby would be a safe place to wait the rain out but we thought wrong. We saw one of the tenants walking towards the building, I thought to myself, "she'll help us!". I was very wrong. As she walked past us to go into the building through a different entrance, her umbrella was tilted just enough to block us out of her sight. Coincidence? I think not!
We still managed to have a good time that night 
I took this picture on the way back to school. For future reference- when there's a rest stop for Pizza Hut just know that they don't sell large pizzas, only personal sized pizzas. Sam and I were very distraught over that, so I thought I'd share that road trip insight.