While in the land of Baptist churches, country music, and BBQ, I really wanted to tour a plantation.
My mom and I had our hearts set on the Belle Meade plantation, where Seabiscuit, Secretariat, and Funnycide's blood lines began.
The tour of the mansion and stables ends in a vineyard where guests experience a wine tasting.
We were on our way there when we got word that it was somewhat of a disappointment.
We were short on time, so we decided to visit another estate, one with a little presidential history.
The Andrew Jackson estate is only a few minutes from Nashville and worth every penny.
No one is allowed to take pictures on the inside of the home, but I got my fill in outside.
The slave cabins are open for walking around and seeing how they lived.
This first one is that of Alfred, the slave who eventually took over the main house.
The estate has a horse-drawn carriage that will take you all over the property, but Mom and I decided to walk it out.
There were many of these slave cabins, where up to 100 people lived in them at one time.
The attics are a wood slat where they were forced to sleep shoulder to shoulder with someone else.
This is the back of the house.
Towards the left of the picture is an enormous and beautiful garden. It has a cemetery of maybe 25 graves including the tombs of former President Jackson and his wife, Rachel.
If you are looking to do something historical and are in the Nashville area, pop over to the Andrew Jackson estate.
Anyone who was in the area while Jackson lived here was expected to stop by.
Not stopping to say Hello was considered extremely rude.