Traveling to Music City - Nashville Tennessee

Climbing up the old metal fire escape, I find what I think is my cousin's window on the second story. Leaning over the railing, I give a couple of knocks on his dorm's window. Not waking up, I knock a little louder. Finally stirring, he rolls out of bed at a snail's pace. He must of had a late night, after all I woke up to texts he was sending at 3am.

Half asleep my cousin says goodbye and I head back to our van parked down the road. Driving out of town, my grandma and I leave the old brick buildings of Grinnell College. Cruising the back roads of Iowa, the roads are eerily empty like in a post apocalypse movie. The landscape surrounding us is made up of barren corn fields. A lonely John Deere tractor tills the fields for this season's planting. Grain silos sit in pairs like old rockets waiting to take off. A giant red barn sits like it's control center nearby.

Horse drawn carriages. It's a real thing in the Mid West

Making our way out of Iowa into Missouri, the corn fields start to turn into deciduous forests. Unlike the trees in Iowa, Spring has reached the Southern trees of Missouri first. The green leaves have already unfurled and are prepared for the sunlight of the new season.

As of now, my grandma and I have made it to our new destination - Nashville Tennessee. Here in the Music City of USA is where we will spend the next few days.

Below are some photos from the Dutch town, Pella located in Iowa.