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Louisville with Bestest Friends
Chapter One
Thursday, May 17th, was a beautiful day for a Roadtrip,
weather was warm, the sky was blue, and all was right with the world. Honestly,
Mr. Bruce and I were so excited that we were both up early, eager to go to
start our trip to Louisville. A quick trip to Ozark to get Georgia and we were
all the way to Jeanne Robertson’s Bestest Friend Event in Louisville, KY.
I had been planning
this trip for months; I had bought our tickets in January. Actually, I went to Kentucky
with two bestest friends, Mr. Bruce and Georgia. Click to read my short thank-you.
Louisville is about
a 7-hour drive from Springfield, MO not counting stops. (We stopped when we
needed to, nice not to have demands on our time.) JR, our pretty silver Buick LaCrosse,
seemed to know this was a special trip; it all but sang as we headed up I-44,
around St. Louis, and then it was I-64 the rest of the day. Of course, I
enjoyed every minute riding and looking at the lush farms while the other two
took turns driving.
Georgia had brought
the Garmin GPS and it directed us straight to the Horseshoe Casino on the Ohio
River not far from Louisville. It’s a huge, beautiful casino. (Moreover, they have
wheelchairs available…yay!) They also have a Paula Deen Buffet, of course, is
why we stopped there. (wink, wink)
We stayed
at the historic Galt House, the place to stay in Louisville and I will write a
story about it ASAP. Now I want share some of our adventures as tourists. Friday
morning after a yummy breakfast in Cafe Magnolia, we did a driving tour of part
of the city. Louisville is full of the most interesting old buildings with
ornate architectural designs of the 1800’s and early 1900’s. Old Louisville has
the most beautiful, largest houses I have ever seen. It covers blocks and
blocks of historical houses each one a showcase home.
We had decided we
wouldn’t take the time to go to the races at Church Hill Downs, but we did want
to see it. It looks exactly like it does on TV. Mr. Bruce circled it a couple
of times so we could get a good look; it’s the tourist thing to do. On the
backside of the large complex, you can see the stables and if you are lucky,
you can see the horses. We were lucky! A very nice man brought a grey horse to
the fence so Georgia could take pictures. (Note, I took this one)
I’ll close chapter
one now. It was time to have lunch and get back to the hotel for nap. After all,
Jeanne Robertson had a full evening of entertainment prepared for us.
