This week I have chosen to post to the FSO late. Yesterday I was not in any of my hometowns. Patty and I were driving back from Michigan. Returning to Houston, meandering; weeble-wobbling to the southwest, choosing our route as we drove; letting GPS and highway signs take us ever further south and then west. In Kentucky,we saw a sign for a railroad museum. I said ‘what fun’ and Patty swerved off the freeway. At the bottom of the ramp there was a sign Bardstown to the left and the Kentucky Railway Museum to the right. I said, lets go right to the museum and then come back this direction and see BARDTOWN before getting back onto the freeway - because I know someone from FSO that lives in this area.
What fun to visit someone’s else's hometown…. we should do an ‘other’s hometown’ visited week.
Bardstown is a sweet small town. Lots of choices in places to eat and little shops to visit – BUT it was Wednesday the 3rd, and seemed to be closed down for the week. We thought, ‘oh, the easy life of the South’. 
