Hello Friends. I hope this day finds you well. It’s Friday! Or as some say, FriYay (not me, of course).
Mr. C and I just spent a really fun week vacationing in Lexington, Kentucky in celebration of our 24th wedding anniversary. Bourbon (whiskey with an ‘e’) is what drew us to explore the area as well as the fact that neither of us had ever before visited the state. Lexington – if you are not aware – is known as the horse capital of the world and Kentucky is where bourbon began.
Over the week, we took in-depth tours of three of the most famous distilleries in the country (Buffalo Trace, Maker’s Mark, and Woodford Reserve), ate some delicious meals, drank (and purchased)
a little a lot of phenomenal bourbon, and put a WHOLE lot of miles on the convertible driving down some of the prettiest country roads in America.
I knew Kentucky was going to be pretty but I think what took me most by surprise on this trip was the way that central Kentucky reminded me so much of Scotland! The beautiful, rolling green hills called to mind scenic drives we took through East Lothian and the Scottish Borders.