The cars were a little nicer and cleaner this year…not as many chopped up weird gothic art pieces as last year. The crowd was full of more car enthusiasts (like us) than Beaters too. Still, not a single Mustang. After strolling through Beatersville we traveled to Bardstown and stopped at My Old Kentucky Home and then found a Mexican restaurant for a. the odd moment. late lunch. Our lunch was a little strange in that Oldest could not eat all of his food (he's usually still … …
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Weekly Wrap-up: Beatersville, Armageddon, and the Return of the …
