Corvette Cruise II - Bowling Green

After a Mess in Morgantown, we finally made it to the National Corvette Museum.  The Morgantown thing was a matter of not enough information as to how we were supposed to approach Bowling Green.  The goal was to bring all the Pacific Northwest Corvettes in a group, but that proved nearly impossible.  My husband and I opted to drive straight to the museum, which turned out to be a wise decision.  Hundreds of hot Corvetters were stuck on the highway while I enjoyed two scoops of ice cream in the Museum Cafe'.

Cute cafe'

Inside the Corvette Museum.  This red one was a concept car.  The yellow one had been run at Nurburgring, in Germany, where my son just ran his BMW.

The infamous sink hole and what it did to the car on the bottom....the first one in.  The damage to the car was incredible.  We couldn't get close enough to see the bottom of the hole, but it was deep!

Another car that went into the rabbit hole; note that the black one next to it was also in the hole but barely damaged.

After touring the museum and pushing and shoving our way through the hoards in the gift shop, we walked the long, humid walk back to our car and to our bed and breakfast in Glasgow (about 30 miles away).  It was a great room, high ceilings, antiques all over the place, comfortable bed.  And it was wonderful to stay in a place for more than one night.  We were here for 4 days.  Should have taken a picture of the front porch where we spent warm evenings watching the rain and lightening and talking with the other guests, who were people from our caravan.

Every morning we went to the Hardee's store to get a bag of ice for our cooler.  One morning I noticed the sign:  IT'S BACK.  FRIED BOLOGNA, EGG & CHZ    I couldn't resist taking a picture.  Some people probably buy that and eat it.....in Kentucky.

One day we ate lunch at Chuy's, a Mexican place with great retro style, good food and even a memorial to Elvis.  They won my heart with that.

One day we went down to Opryland for a concert.  Waiting to hook up with our friends we toured the grounds of the hotel.

There was a gorgeous garden in the center of the hotel, with exotic plants and all sorts of water features.

 There were a few gift shops and restaurants, too.

 The Grand Ole Opry is a real radio show.  I loved these guys--the fellow on the bass fiddle was hilarous.  These were the Riders in the Sky.  Below is Alison Krauss.  We were so lucky to see her.

Alison sang one of my favorite songs, "Down to the River to Pray", from the movie Oh Brother, Where Art Thou.  No matter how famous you are, you only get two songs on the Opry show.  We saw Kathy Mattea, too.

That's all for today.  The next post will be a couple more things we did in Bowling Green and starting our trip back home.