The joys of crossing the country in our RV have always been the freedom to change our route on a whim. My loving husband Paul is an expert on mapping our route and finding camping stops. Our aim is to visit friends when possible or discover new adventures. This is our 6th day on the road since leaving Rochester and we have visited dear friends in Cleveland, June and Bert and their daughter Beth who is recovering from a difficult but thank goodness, successful kidney transplant. We met June at Tommy’s, a popular restaurant with line-up of hungry folks lined up outside. We had reservations, no waiting, and enjoyed a delicious lunch with more talk than chewing. I had wanted to take a gift to Beth but did not know what would work, Food? Other? June suggested Beth’s favorite sandwich and smoothie from Tommy’s; a perfect takeout. We drove to Beth and her devoted husband Jim’s house, they moved in two months before an appropriate kidney was found, a lovely, contemporary
home awaited her return. We played with their dog and 2 cats and admired the embellishments they made to the house reflecting their eye for design and color. Beth is doing amazingly well, hooked to Oxygen but walking and enjoying life on this side of surgery. What a wonderful visit reflecting, healing, love and happiness.
We departed the next day for Columbus, OH to visit Lee Cherney, whom Paul and I have known since Kindergarten. The two of them graduated from Brown University as well. Lee is a wonderful musician. He plays guitar, Banjo,
Mandolin and any other string instrument he gets into his hands. The basement of his house is a “museum” of vintage, unusual and contemporary string instruments such as this Mongolian “3 hole” instrument hanging on the wall and the Vintage Mandolin in his arms, banjos and an army of guitars It was a joy to see Lee again. But we must move onward. The next stop, Louisville, KY, our first time in that lovely city.
We did the one day, a Monday, tourist stint; The Louisville Slugger Museum and factory.
The exhibits feature the long history of baseball in America and introduce all of the great players and their custom made bats. We opted for the walking tour where the guide explained the complex manufacturing process. We were directed to touch nothing and stay within the yellow floor markings for safety. Videos explained the process in good
detail. At the end of the tour, we were each given a small size bat as a fun souvenir. Our hope was to visit the Art Museums in the area but they are closed on Mondays and Tuesdays. We drove to Churchill Downs to view the vast and famous stadium but skipped the large museum, as it was late in the day and headed back to the campground. As is our habit, we try to meet and talk to folks wherever we go and had several
friendly conversations about our travels and rigs. There is a train track 100 yards from our windows, thus the photo of the train trundling by. How I love the sound of the train, powerful and full of freight or better yet, people and all of their stories.
It was time to get on board. A tour bus pulled
up next to our rig to return tourists to the campground. Tomorrow, we depart for Nashville and tune up our ears for more adventures, with tickets for The Grand Ole Opry.
A reminder that I welcome feedback and your stories. I share my birthday with my wonderful grandson Azriel on November 2nd. Her is hoping for a good birthday present on the 5th. Don’t forget to exercise your vote.