We drove up through the cotton fields of Tennessee and eventually as the rain fell we crossed the border into Kentucky. My boyfriend wanted to get a KFC for the comedy value (get it?! Kentucky Fried Chicken in Kentucky??!). Looking back I can see that it is quite the comedy gem, but at the time I did not fancy eating there. Besides, the reason for our trip to Kentucky was not to eat wings, but to see Bison (aka Buffalo)! (I’m sure there’s a buffalo-wings joke there somewhere?!)
Our destination: “The Land Between The Lakes” ; a national park which was aptly named, being as it is, um, some land between two lakes. Continue reading
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