recovery day

Friday October 23

Woke up dog tired and still feeling my legs. After some waffling decided to stay put and rest, and catch up on errands. Found a nice GF place for breakfast and then two coffee spots with wifi where I booked Mammoth Cave cabin and tour.

In the evening walked down to lower Broad and poked my head in at a few honky tonks. The first, Robert’s Western World, the most recommended, was full of Coen brothers characters. Or at least the band was. There were two John Goodmans: one bald with a red beard and a straw hat; and the other in a Roy Orbison hairdo and a western shirt was shredding on the guitar. On stand up bass was a young Robert Downey/George Clooney/other high energy handsome guy making faces and laughing; and on drums was an impassive Nick Offerman who sang Ring of Fire to great aplomb.

Assorted Coen bros. characters

For a bar full of tourists it was a lot of fun, and certainly beat the energy at the other, more crowded bars I saw that night. It was also the only place playing standards, which had familiarity going for it.

Live Dancing Girls

At my first wifi coffee shop the barista suggested a cabaret event at Exit/In featuring champion pole dancers and other athletic/dancing acts, so I ubered it out there for a bit. It was interesting enough, but not quite Cirque du Soleil polished, and I had a couple hours of driving still left to do so I left early.

On the way up to KY I stopped to refuel and got called out on my plates by a Connecticut dude who moved down here. I guess I’m definitely a rarity now.