Here are a few more scenes from our Nashville weekend. We'd just stepped out of the Johnny Cash museum when I noticed a woman across the street with blood on her face and arms, and running down her legs. Actually, I flipped out, saying to Clint "OhmyGOD, what happened to that woman?!!"
But he had already looked ahead to see a few more bloody people, and we realized fast that we'd encountered the tail end of the Nashville Zombie Walk. A far cry from the honky tonks and country singers we were expecting in Nashville, there were zombies, zombies everywhere! Friendly zombies, so happy to pose for the camera.