Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Tuesday, May 24, 2011 Nashville







On Tuesday, May 24th, we saw all of the damage done from the storm the night before. Everyone was telling their stories of how unsettling it was in their RV’s. Two couples near us were also from California and we all agreed that we would take our chances with earthquakes over these severe storms that seem to be everyday occurrences in these parts! We fixed a good breakfast in the RV and took Brett’s car into town. Our first stop was the Ryman Auditorium where we did a self guided tour. Lindsey and Brett had a really cute picture taken on the stage. Then we walked to The Country Music Hall of Fame. We didn’t have time to go in, but we walked through the park and took some pictures in front of the building. Then we drove to the life sized replica of the Parthenon. It is situated in a very quiet park with acres of trees, grass and small lakes.

We still had a long drive ahead, so we went back to the KOA, hooked up and headed for Louisville, KY to see Churchill Downs. We stopped at Cracker Barrel for lunch and pressed on, hoping to be able to see the racetrack before it closed. Well, we almost made it. Roadwork slowed us a bit, but what REALLY hurt our chances was the time change that none of us thought about L We still got to see the beautiful entrance and took some pictures. We walked around part of the perimeter and tried to get a glimpse of the inside. We couldn’t see much but its beauty was still very evident. We drove all around the facility and saw the hundreds of stalls out on the backside of the track.

Back on the road again, we were headed for Cincinnati, OH. We finally arrived at the campground at 10:30pm. And of course, the office was closed. When we called ahead, the office said there would be instructions on how to call the Rangers to come and open the gate for us. No problem, right? But the phone number for the Rangers was only good until 10pm, so the next instructions for arrival after 10pm were to call the Cincinnati police, who would then call the Rangers to come and meet us. We didn’t have to wait long, and we hooked up, ate our emergency dinner and hit the hay.

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