Although Louisville (say “Loo-a-vul” or Loo-a-ville” or see this guide) is known for horses, the Kentucky Derby, and bourbon whiskey (all bourbon and Scotch are whiskey/whisky, but not all whiskey/whisky is bourbon/Scotch and bourbon and Scotch aren’t the same…but are both whiskey/whisky), we were there a few weeks ago for the Ironman. Our older daughter’s boyfriend was competing while we were there to cheer him on and have fun.
Who woke up one day and thought, “Hey. Wouldn’t it be fun to swim 2.2 miles, then cycle 112 miles, and follow that by running a marathon (26.22 miles)? And maybe I could get 2400 other people to participate.”? That’s how many people (maniacs) started the race in Louisville this year. I might be able to train for the cycling and the marathon, but that swim would NOT happen. I’ll stick to sprinting, thank you very much.
Louisville has a nicely compact, revitalized downtown with a section on Fourth Street that’s the happening place. As we walked from our motel a few blocks away towards Fourth Street, we passed a theater that made me break out my camera as well as in a happy dance. One look and you’ll know why. But I’ll give you three looks, the first one quintessential Loo-a-vul.
(A busy day again for me today, which means I won’t be getting to many, if any, posts until tonight or tomorrow. Thanks for bearing with me on that!)
You’ll find more doors at Norm’s site. Just view his post and then click on the link critter to let you visit doors all over the world. Yes, we have this much fun every Thursday!
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