Well, on our one month anniversary I decided I wanted to plan a date for David and I. He is always so wonderful at planning fun dates for us, I thought I would surprise him and plan a date for him - take him places I thought he might enjoy.
I started my research by checking out the local towns' websites and seeing their attractions and ongoing events. After visiting Bardstown's website I thought I had come up with the PERFECT PLAN! Bardstown is actually the FIRST town we went to that Saturday after I arrived for our first fall crafts fair. It was so busy and crowded but we never really went into the "city" so I didn't really remember what the town itself looked like. Anyways, I discovered that Bardstown had a whole "Museum Row" with a Civil War Museum, a separate museum for women's roles in the Civil War, the War Memorial of the Mid Americas Museum, Old Bardstown Village, a bourbon museum . . . Seriously, for a guy in the military, who enjoys museums and history and whiskey and guns, there was NO way this date wasn't going to be a hit!
I narrowed down the locations of the museums and places I thought we might want to go, plugged them into the GPS, noticed there were all about .25 miles apart from each other and thought things could not be better! We pull up to this "Museum Row" and much to my shagrin it is a series of squished buildings! After a little laugh, we realized we had to walk down the hill to buy our ticket before we could begin. According to the 70 year old coiffed-smelling of cigs-history talking-front desk ticket lady, "Okay, you start on the outer most wall, walk around back to the beginning, then walk around the center marquis." We seriously walked in 2 squares and were done. After David purchased a new Mood Ring wedding band ,we walked around the old village. And this was a bunch of mini log cabins. As a school bus drove past us we only imagined the students saying to themselves, "Look, tourists actually DO pay to go there!" We preceded back up the hill and entered the next museum, same story, more walking in squares.
We still managed to laugh at ourselves, enjoy the "exhibits" and mostly, enjoy our time together. I was still hanging out for my dinner plans. I had read about the Old Talbot Tavern: said to be the "oldest stagecoach stop in America as the westward expansion brought explorers from the east into Kentucky . . . According to legend, figures straight from the history books sought lodging here during their travels; as a young boy Abraham Lincoln and his family stayed here, Gen. George Rogers Clark, Daniel Boone, and exiled French King Louis Philippe". Pretty cool huh?
We were ready for an early dinner. We walk in and are seated in the far corner of a completely empty room. The room that had windows into the street was being prepared for a party, so we were in a dark and dusty room . . . alone. As I dart off to the bathroom the waiter brushes past me with a "So what are you gonna have to drink?" I was a little caught off caught with his approach and surely gave him a funny look along with my "water" response. I came back to the table to my man and my water. Again our waiter brushed past and said "Oh yeah, the soups are french onion and potato leek, you know, it has potatoes in it." He is being completely serious, then brushes past. David and I look at each other for a moment, then decide this is NOT how we want to spend the next 45 minutes. So we said goodbye, gave the front desk 2 dollars to pay for David's tea and were out the door!
WHEW! We must have caught Bardstown on a bad day. The town itself is pretty cute I suppose. Yes you should swing through one afternoon ONLY on your way to or from somewhere.
But the day was saved. We went to dinner at Charley's, I had a margarita, David a beer, followed up with Starbucks, Barnes & Noble, and we were a happily married 1-month couple.
The moral of the story . . . do NOT count on a well done website to be an accurate representation of a town!
But I guess it was kind of appropriate for our 1-month anniversary. The laughs, adventures and stories prove to continue!
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