Trains, Planes, and Automobiles

Did My Old Kentucky Dinner train at Bardstown today. Ting brought her friend, Dave, and the rest of us tagged along besides--all but Brett, that is. I don't think he was too enthused about getting off work to ditch his girlfriend for this. By the end of the day, he was sorry he didn't go.

The ride itself was a neat experience. The car reminded me of a plane (but the food sure didn't!). We traveled about 17 or 18 miles one way, if I heard them correctly. During most of the ride, I felt like I was being rocked. With my full tummy and the motion, I was pretty sleepy by the end of the trip.

I love going through that area. Today, even with its cloudy skies, was just as nice as if it were sunny. We saw a lot of big houses and what was left of the Woodford County castle. We also saw My Old Kentucky Home, too. That was worth the drive by itself.

Bardstown is a beautiful little place. It's like Falmouth should be--well-kept and clean, for the most part. The people were friendly, as well. Even when Brian forgot how to count and missed a ticket, the lady who distributed the tickets laughed about it instead of getting haughty. "Now you can apologize at any time," she said.

Next time we're off to Metamora with another young'n in tow. I hope she enjoys that trip as much as I think we will.

As for planes, we have an invite to lay over in San Francisco during our trip to China. Ting's friend told us we're welcome to stay at his place overnight to break up the trip. Part of me would love to because it will cut the trip into two relatively equal parts. Part of me doesn't want to because I'm afraid I'll never get Brian back on the plane.