Yesterday…

…all my troubles seemed so far away.

Now I have to study.

It took us another 10 and a half hours to get back. But not before stumbling upon the birthplace of KFC in no other place than the peculiar state of Kentucky; and certainly not before being almost run off the hwy by a U-Haul at 85 mph. Kentucky offered some other amusement with it’s weird names: there was a Stinking Creek and a Big Bone Lick National Park among others. I wonder if it has anything to do with KY Jelly.

Thanks to Jason for his southern hospitality (but he says he’s from Cali and doesn’t have any) and Tony the kazoo (clip) and Brian for flying out a mere 12 hours after they decided to come.