Kentuckiana's Greatest Adventure

So yes, it has been interesting to say the least. One word, simple and plain, the locals call it .... "Kentuckiana." Louisville, KY is less than a mile away from Jeffersonville, IN so you take Kentucky and Indiana and mix it together and you get “Kentuckiana”. I had a lot of fun while I was there but was most definitely ready to get home. I had an incident with a luggage cart and a wall (which makes an interesting story), met the Chicago bears coach Mike Ditka's twin (who by the way had amazingly bad hair), I made friends with the mouse that inhabited my room (not really) and drank at the best Irish bar ever (real Irish bartender included) We drank dollar drafts, walked around in the freezing cold and rocked Kentuckiana like no one else could! I have to say though…. There are a lot of people in Indiana missing teeth! REALLY…. Some covered it up with grills others flashed their “somewhere teeth” (Somewhere teeth-Some where here, some were there) proudly. It was definitely not a town filled with public housing or city streets…. It was more of a suburban ghetto. Imagine if Gomer Pyle and Snoop Dogg could spawn children…. Now not everyone was like this but there was a good majority of the town that confused me. I could just imagine some of these white boys in their Carhart’s flashing their grills as they bust out their Huntin’ Rifles and jump on their tractors to prepare for a plow by…. (Get it… drive by…. Tractor… Plow by, ha! ) It was certainly entertaining! The rest of the people were great, though I would not recommend this as a vacationing spot!