Kentucky.
Another state we didn't plan on going to. But Nicola worked at a summer camp there years ago so I convinced her we should go. We stayed in Louisville (pronounced Luhavul by the locals) and first up was an oil change for the car. It didn't take too long (although we did get the chance to wander over to the shops while we were waiting - nothing like being productive) and then it was off to Brandenburg.
The camp is in Otter Creek National Park which is closed at this time of year so we had a bit of difficulty getting in despite instructions from the camp director. It was really beautiful there as lots of the trees still had their leaves and it was a sea of orange, red and yellow. The camp director Steve is an Aussie (although he has been in the U.S. for quite a few years) and even offered me a job next summer if I was looking for one!
We walked around looking at the buildings and Nic showed me where her cabin was and talked about how they did things there. I if hadn't had gone to camp this year it might have been a bit boring but it was really interesting to look at all the differences and similarities between her experience and mine. She was really, really excited (and I mean REALLY) when we found some award boards from her time here and she remembered that she had won three awards her first summer.
And then nothing the second year. Too cool for school by then.
After our trip down Nic's memory lane we drove back to Louisville to have a look at the visitor's center which had some kind of Colonel Sanders museum. Bit of a let down. It was just a little display with his history and a freaky looking life size wax museum type statue of him holding a freaking looking wax museum type bucket of chicken.
After our trip down Nic's memory lane we drove back to Louisville to have a look at the visitor's center which had some kind of Colonel Sanders museum. Bit of a let down. It was just a little display with his history and a freaky looking life size wax museum type statue of him holding a freaking looking wax museum type bucket of chicken.
We wanted to go and look at the river but when we drove there it was difficult to just park, get out and wander around. So we we headed over to a part of town called Old Louisville which has lots of lovely old homes (hence the name) and at this time of year with all the autumn colours and leaves falling, looked absolutely picturesque.
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