Leg #3

Nashville is always a nightmare. It's a constant lane changing puzzlement. All this fun and lots of traffic. It started raining as we made our way through the maze. The temp went from 80 to 61 in a matter of minutes. Can you say tornado watch? We escaped Nashville and left most of the weather behind us as we made our way into KY. We arrived at the Bowling Green KOA without incident. Right after we set up for the night the rains came to Bowling Green...and I do mean rain. It's one of those rains that likely will last all night...and we do have a tornado watch till 6 p.m. No problem, we've got 75 cable channels, free internet, and close proximity to the office building. If the watch turns into a warning, we'll be heading to a more stable hideout. I like our camper, but I don't trust it in a tornado.

It's still raining @ 6 p.m. Its been a constant downpour since we got here. For some reason the weather made me think of my favorite poet, Robert Frost. He has written some great poems...poems like STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING & PROVIDE, PROVIDE. And so I leave you with this:

The witch that came, the withered hag
To wash the steps with pail and rag
Was once the beauty Abishag

The picture pride of hollywood
Too many fall from great and good
For you to doubt the likelihood

Die early and avoid the fate
Or if predestined to die late
Make up your mind to die in state

Make the whole stock exchange your own
If need be occupy a throne
Where nobody can call you crone

Better to go down dignified
With boughten friendship at your side
Then none at all

Provide, Provide