With John's checkups completed and Emi's baptism, we left Indianapolis/Greenwood. We were on our way to Wilmore, Kentucky to visit friends.
Wilmore is a typical small university town, home of Asbury University and Asbury Theological Seminary. It is also the new home of almost lifelong friends.
|John working on a minor glitch with the water heater.|
Oliver, Olivia and Noah were thrilled to have a place to run and play without having to be on lead. We just left the motorhome door open and they came and went at will.
The time was not all work though. We managed to have visited three wonderful restaurants. Monday, we were introduced to Ramsey's, located in Nicholasville. This time I was almost good and had their vegetable plate then splurged on coconut cream pie. How can anyone resist these beauties?
Tuesday we celebrated Lolita's birthday and John's and my anniversary at Malone's, again located in neighboring Nicholasville. John and I temporarily gave up our vegetarian lifestyle for the most delicious Prime Fillet Oscars. Melt in the mouth delicious. Desert? Sure, why not! John had the monster chocolate chip cookie desert topped with ice cream. I had their famous Chess Pie. We left in a food coma.
Thursday, I fixed a vegetarian meal in order to make up for the previous night of indulgence.
We visited the Kentucky River Palisades rising over two hundred fifty feet above the river offering a dramatic view of both the river and the Palisades. The rocks are said to be over four hundred million years old and the oldest exposed rocks in Kentucky.
From our viewing point, we were able to see spanning the Kentucky river, High Bridge, the one thousand, one hundred twenty five feet long and highest cantilever bridge in the United states. Thus the name High Bridge.
Our last culinary experience was at the Kentucky Depot Restaurant in Stanford. There we indulged in fried catfish. Oh yum! We have decided that she has the best catfish we have experienced.
Not only that, there is a gift shop not to be ignored! It was filled with treasures that she had just brought back from the Atlanta Marketplace. Would you believe that I drooled over a few things, but used self control. (now, why did I do that???)
Saturday, we began our trek westward. Our goal was to visit Abe Lincoln's boyhood home near Dale, Indiana. Only one problem. Rain and more rain. Bucket upon buckets of rain...raining cats and dogs rain. Therefore after spending the night in Dale, we drove on westward, in the rain, toward St. Louis. More on that next time.
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