Kentucky

After leaving Pennsylvania, we headed southwest—Kentucky bound!!! We have made the loop and are working our way westward once more. So long, east coast! 

We were so blessed to visit cousins in northern Kentucky whom we haven’t seen in a very long time, and we packed in a lot of good memories, fellowship, and laughter during the days we spent there. Additionally, some of our extended family so graciously offered to let us stay in their home a few minutes from our cousins’ house…it was a delightful (and rather welcome) break from the trailer. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Swimming with cousins...for hours and hours!

And where else, other than an hour outside Lexington, KY,
can you find a racetrack right next to Target? How cool is that?!?

                During the time we spent in Kentucky, we gallivanted all over creation visiting museums, horses, and very old towns—all of which will be discussed in due measure in their own respective posts—and participated in a very American activity.

                To preface, we must explain that firecrackers are pretty much prohibited in northern CA. The 7-year-made-national-news drought really hasn’t helped with fire prevention, so it’s pretty much always too dry for us to celebrate with fireworks—even in winter.

                Also to preface, we must explain that Dad really likes fireworks.   

                So it only makes sense that, in a region where you can buy fireworks from Walmart to firework superstores to the little shop on the corner, he would stock up a bit. *side note...one of the firework stores we visited sold a whopping set called "Grounds for Divorce,"on sale for $750 (usually $1499). Who has that kind of money for fireworks?!? Mom warned Dad against purchasing that particular set. 

Yep, this is America. 

                Thusly equipped, the guys set up an impromptu “early 4^th-of-July” celebration for our final night in Kentucky. The girls, on the other hand, stayed inside out of the “Burn Zone” (with excursions outside as courage prevailed) and treated the little guys’ various degrees of injury as they came in. Even so, the night ended with the conclusion that the fireworks were indeed worth a little pain and had been a spectacularly fun way to end our KY adventure!

 

The guys (and gals) all liked this firework that propelled itself forward, fired from the turrets,
and ultimately was supposed to blow up.