The car filled with a spontaneous group, ready to stretch our legs and breath air not contaminated by potato chips, we sped through Kentucky hoping to get where we were going and quickly. Road signs directed us further and further south, pointing us in the direction we were meant to go. But we didn't go right away. Gaining an hour led us to believe that hour was free- we had time to explore. Sighting a sign for Mammoth Cave and Caverns, we made a u-turn (acceptable is most other states) and found ourselves at the home of the largest known cave system in the world. What a claim to fame!
After we bought cheap tickets for a short tour, we poked through the gift shoppe and small informational museum. Eventually, our tour was ready to go. We did not see any dead bodies, although there were bodies found in the system. Every year, more and more tunnels and tools are discovered. Although the entire idea of digging in a cave sounds interesting and exciting, I doubt my skinny self would last very long in the constant cool temperatures. Alas.
| The entrance to the cave/cavern. |
| Cold. Oh so cold. |
| The original digging site and materials for saltpeter. The cold preserves everything. |
| The great unknown. With lights. |
Sometimes the spontaneous stop is better than the destination. I would not count the numerous gas stations are better, though. However, I would count our lunch stop. We chose to dine at the National Corvette Museum. Coincidentally, I already know what Karl's baby will look like.
I don't see much of me or him, but I am convinced this is his future child.
Everyone arrived back home safely, and both Karl and I were grateful for such sweet and fun traveling companions. I especially was thankful because I did not have to drive once (I dread driving long distances). I was allowed to sit in the back and stretch my legs at my leisure. Hurrah for long naps, Welsh's gummies, iPods, and pepperoni rolls with banana peppers!
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