About That Trip I Took.....

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Wow, has it been two weeks since That Trip? I think I’m coming back to earth...well, at least I can see the ground now. It shouldn’t have been that good. After all, I was supposed to be in St. Louis on Wednesday to see my main man, Dale Watson. I didn’t go to that show. My back is in one of its “spells,” and standing for 3-4 hours on Wednesday, then standing again for another 3-4 hours for Robbie Fulks on Friday, would have been out of the question. I made a painful decision: skip the Dale show. I already had the days off, so I decided to take my sweet time in getting to St. Louis. As in, don’t sit in the car nonstop for 250 miles! It turned out to be a massive blessing. I took the long way (so long Supertramp didn’t even dream about it in “Take the Long Way Home”!), starting in a southerly direction to go west. I took the Western Kentucky Turnpike, deciding to travel to a part of the state I haven’t been to in a long, long time...if ever. I certainly don’t remember being any farther west in Kentucky than Madisonville (except passing through on I-24 on the way to St. Louis [imagine that!] from Nashville one year). I left Thursday morning with no agenda, no hotel reservation, and nowhere to be until 8 PM central time on Friday. What a wonderful feeling that was in itself!! Because I had no agenda, if I saw something that piqued my interest I stopped. That landed me at Bill Monroe’s birthplace, the Land Between the Lakes, the Superman statue in Metropolis, Illinois, and the confluence of the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers in Cairo, Illinois. I’ve never experienced anything quite like that. It was a great time, not relying on time or the clock or a schedule. What a blessed time!