Convention Center
The Convention Center at Gaylord Opryland is in direct competition with the Metropolitan Government of Nashville and Davidson County-owned Nashville Convention Center. Gaylord Opryland is built to handle large conventions, while the NCC is suited more for smaller gatherings. In contrast, Gaylord Opryland has expanded its convention center twice since NCC opened in downtown Nashville in 1987 and regularly attracts major conventions to the city. In 2009, the Metro Government began construction on the Music City Center, which will replace the NCC and compete with Gaylord Opryland for convention business when it is completed in 2013.
Gaylord Opryland currently features three exhibit halls and five ballrooms. Coupled with its massive hotel, Gaylord Opryland Convention Center can easily accommodate upwards of 10-12 separate gatherings at one time. On most weekends, guests will find at least two conventions taking place.
The convention center is divided into five areas: the Magnolia, Tennessee, Presidents, Governors, and Delta sections; each of which specializes in terms of rooms' size, and purposes. There are currently three levels in the convention center to accommodate the variation in height among the different ballrooms and exhibit halls.
The hotel currently boasts 109,465 square feet (10,169.6 m2) of ballroom space and 319,000 square feet (29,600 m2) of exhibit space. A planned expansion (see above) will nearly double its size.
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