Where to start. I guess the beginning would make sense. So last Wednesday I said my good-byes to Granny with a promise to stop by on the way back to DC in October to give her a first hand account of my trip. A quick stop to say hi to Becky (hi Becky!) in Cincinnati and lunch/dinner at a great neighborhood bar with an amazing view of the whole city and I was on my way to Lexington, KY. In Lexington we went to a medical school party where I watched 40 drunk soon to be doctors burn their lab coats on a 4 foot bonfire on a peacock farm. I realize after writing that how odd and maybe exciting it sounds. While it was odd, it wasn't quite that exciting. It poured rain and after driving 5 hours I wasn't really in the drinking mood so I played sober driver to the midget and Justin. Thursday we did a tour of the Woodford Reserve Distillery. It was pretty interesting and I finally learned the difference between whiskey, bourbon and scotch (yes I didn't know this before). The free sample at the end was a little to much for my palette, but I could tell it was a smooth bourbon and I would recommend it. We wrapped up Thursday with Iron Man and I was pleasantly surprised which is always good with comic book movies.
Friday we did...hmm... apparently nothing memorable.
Saturday was graduation day. After getting up early we did the hour drive back to Lexington for a 10am brunch. After brunch came the ceremony where the message of the day was "be nice". It sounds simple but I agreed with the speaker. Too many people seem to forget this simple manner, myself included at times. So for anyone reading this, remember to be nice and do something nice for someone today. But enough soap boxing. After the ceremony it was back to Louisville to party. Mr. Moto never let the margarita machine stop and I learned that his singing skills have been passed on to his daughters thanks to a late night, drunk Rock Band session. Apparently I never let the Jack Daniel's stop flowing that night either. From my memory I finished about 1/4th of the bottle, but everyone else and the bottle seem to remember me drinking half. This probably explains why I spent most of Sunday feeling pretty green and I am sure the deviled eggs didn't help (but they were delicious).
Monday was spent packing Melissa out of her apartment. You'd be amazed at how much 1 person can fit into a 900 sq foot apartment. Lucky for her she is moving on up, to the east side, to a deluxe apartment on the second floor with 2 bedrooms. Hopefully the $500 in Bed Bath and Beyond gift cards can help her fill it with some new lamps.
Wednesday we packed it all in again and hit the road, heading west. I passed through St. Louis for the 5th and hopefully final time in my life. But being the gateway to the West it was kind of required. To jump back a few post to lessons learned on the highway, the midwest is full of adult stores on the highway. So either people in the midwest are highly sexual or truck drivers get very lonely. Either one makes my stomach turn.
So now we're in Columbia, MO for a pit stop. Tomorrow is the another long haul to Sioux City. I don't anticipate anything exciting happening before Rapid City and the Badlands, so don't expect anything new for a bit.
