And now it’s time to hit the road in earnest.
We kissed Buffalo goodbye (not literally) this morning and headed south to the little town of Jamestown, NY. What’s there? Well, funny you should ask. This place is the birthplace of Lucille Ball! Of course we had to visit the little museum. It was pretty cool. Before we left we had to locate her grave as well. Thanks to one of my favorite websites, findagrave.com, this wasn’t too hard.
Leaving Jamestown, we headed west to Cleveland and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Cleveland is actually a lot cuter than I thought she would be. That was a welcome surprise. After the Rock Hall it was time for our Sunday obligation and mass at the Cathedral of St. John. A quick stop for dinner and we were back on the road. Karla drove for a while since a massive storm was about to pound us and I don’t do rain driving.
After a few more hours we found ourselves in Covington, Kentucky. Here we stopped at the home of friends from Virginia who had literally just moved. I mean they arrive in their new house two nights earlier. And their new house is a former convent. I always thought it would be cool to live in an unusual dwelling, something that was never intended to be a private home, like a firehouse. Then I think, no, the kids wouldn’t fare so well with the fire pole.
Anyway, we got back in the car and did some final, late night driving to reach tonight’s destination. 536 miles after our departure and we settled for the night in Louisville.