As you may have gathered, I had a rip-roaring good time during my visit to Kentucky. It was fun catching up with friends and family I haven’t seen for too long, eating food from my past that’s not available here in Athens, and dancing until after midnight. I’m exhausted, bloated, and three pounds heavier than I was before the trip.
Though I did much better than I usually do when I go home, there were quite a few people I didn’t get a chance to see. Some I hoped to see at the reunion but they couldn’t come. Most the rest were family members. More time would have been nice but simply wasn’t an option.
Lexington is the thoroughbred horse capital of the world. Even though the horses were running and the weather was perfect for a day at the races, I didn’t make it out to Keeneland. I did drive through horse farm country and enjoyed seeing horses running behind black plank fences through the rolling hills of central Kentucky.
If I had to pick one thing I miss the most about Lexington, it would have to be the bluegrass. Bluegrass is the best of all the turf grasses. Nothing compares with a barefoot walk through tall, cool bluegrass. I love the dark green color and the way it shimmers in the wind.
I usually make it downtown to see if the gay scene has changed any since I left. I heard there is a new upscale bar, and that The Bar (once known as Johnny Angel’s) is no longer the center of Lexington’s gay universe. I could have gone if I wanted to bad enough. That I didn’t speaks volumes about how much I’ve changed in the last ten years or so.
Oddly enough, the one thing I missed the most this weekend was the regular meeting of my writers group Saturday night back in Athens. It’s the first one I’ve missed since March when I started going. You can be sure I’ll make every effort to make it to all our future meetings.
Of course I missed my partner and our chihuahuas, Tico and Toodles. I was too busy to think much about them but was glad to see them yesterday when I got back to Athens. Nothing like a little time away to help me appreciate what I’ve got at home in…
My Glass House