Kentucky, this is Jenny.
Jenny, this is Kentucky.
It was a pleasure meeting you.
After spending a stranded night in Chicago, Louisville miraculously found its way to me. What, you may ask, is in Louisville? Well…Maker’s Mark, for one.
Greeted at the airport by this dashing mustachio’d man. We went straight to eating BBQ pork sandwiches, cole slaw and caramel creme pie. After a long day of robot watching, we hit the Bourbon Lounge where I met this feller, playing vinyl nonetheless. Guess where he’s from…yep, SF.
Maggie and Jason, my two favorite Kentucky transplants.
Yes, we’re on a tank. I don’t know why. Well, yes I do.