Turns out we blew a fuse by drawing too much power. Ok, true, I may have been charging my computer and MiFi in addition to the 2 phones and a GPS - basically, we fried Clarisse's delicate constitution. Sorry grey lady.
Fuse replaced, music on, we were back in business.
Way behind in the day, we decided it would be criminal not to go by Churchill Downs and see the Kentucky Derby racetrack. I think the helmet became some kind of good luck charm.
We arrived 5 minutes before it closed, so there were no museum tours and for construction/liability reasons we could not get on the track. Tom pulled the "I came all the way from Australia" card, and it turned out I grew up near the tour guide, so voila! - we had a private after-hours tour.
Thanks Olivia!!With a major storm brewing and tornado warning in effect, we headed out once more.
Outside of Lexington, the fuse blew again (I swear I plugged in nothing), but Tom knew the part now, and it was an easy replacement. Maybe I should use the word "allegedly" in that sentence.
Turns out there are about a thousand fuses all over the place, and although he tried several, we had no luck. Too late to call the garage that fixed it for advice, we pushed out and on.
Driving through Paris, KY.
And then through endless horse ranches. It was some of the most beautiful country we'd been through.
But night came quickly and we had hours to go. "And miles to go before I sleep."
We made it in to a very dark and foggy West Virginia, and at long last pulled the proverbial plug, not even caring that the only hotel we could find was a Days Inn near the prison in the middle of rural West Virginia. Are those banjoes I hear?
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