Can't write much at the moment; I'm too busy doing Kentucky-ish things. Here, enjoy this pictorial essay on my trip:
In High Falls, Georgia, I stopped for gas at this store, which contained many (like thirty, I kid you not) specimens of taxidermied wildlife, including bobcats and squirrels in a glass case hanging over the ice cream cooler. It inspired me to buy. . .
. . . this beer, for the road.
Finally made it to Jasper, Georgia, where I am pretty sure I ratcheted up the fun at my buddy's 30th birthday par-tay to a whole new level.
Didn't feel so good the next morning, but thanks to CW's Breakfast of the Century and this view (from the top of Whitey's driveway, how lucky is he?), was infused with enough hope and fortitude to make the remaining six-hour drive to western Kentucky.
Apparently it actually does exist.
The area outside Chattanooga, Tennessee, is breathtakingly beautiful.
Nashville. Batman building. See it?
The folks of central Tennessee sure do know how to make some whiskey, but the pizza is a whole different story.
Crossing Kentucky Lake into Land Between the Lakes.
The two main crops in Kentucky are corn. . .
. . . and soy.
Almost home. Blue KY sky, just outside Murray.
That was the journey, in a nutshell. Next time, photos of my new home.