My little pony

So with Mempis in the rearview, we set off for the green rolling hills of Kentucky so that Sarah could ogle more horses.  She also wanted to tour Churchill Downs.  When we arrived, we were surprised to see the parking lot so full for a non-race day, not realizing that there are always plenty of people using it simply as a place to bet on the races happening elsewhere.  We wandered around the facilities and eventually found a clear path to the rail so that we could ge a good look at the track, the finish line and the two steeples.  There is also a Derby Museum onsite which we paroused, but only briefly.  Once Sarah had her fill, we headed off to Lexington in search of dinner and some scenic drives through the countryside.  Sarah found a nice place for dinner called the Merrick Inn, aparently, it was built before the Civil War and was a thoroughbred farm in the early 1900's.  I learned only after I had valeted the truck that it was a much fancier place then I had counted on.  While they didnt give me any trouble, I felt quite underdressed being the only man in the establishment without a collared shirt, and most certainly, the only one with a Ford t-shirt on.  Dinner was great, and desert was even better.  A banana cream and toffee pie that Sarah and I devoured from each side toward each other until it was gone.  From dinner, we made our way into West Virginia so that we have an easier drive to the game in the morning.