Yesterday I woke up in my tent in Bardstown on a golf course. It was closest to Heaven Hill's Bourbon Heritage Center. Took the tour there. Seems like I'm the weird young person in the tour groups that I take. It was like that at Mammoth also. Kentucky seems to be an insular commonwealth. Everyone I met working at Mammoth park or at the distilleries was from a thirty mile radius of the attraction. And even at Mammoth Cave National Park, few non-whites or non-Americans.
I can't make myself blog like this. I hate it.
Anyway. I got to my friend Jessica's in Lexington and thank god for showers. I think I'm heading to Saint Louis tomorrow. I've been 1000 miles and still haven't made it to the place I told everyone I was moving to. Yay.
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