Before I go any further...all this stress free, don't need no stinkin' map, travelin' was brought to us by G.G. That's our Garmin GPS, an anniversary gift from Mom. G.G. ROCKS! She knows everything! I have twinges of "Big Brother", but the convenience far outweighs the personal I know where you are creepiness. We love G.G. Who says women don't know directions? I am a little curious as to the research that was done to determine why a GPS should have a female voice. I think that's kind of curious. Anyway, G.G. is the greatest invention. And when we stopped and were hungry, I said, "let's ask G.G. where to eat!" And she listed dozens of places near us. And when we were low on gas, I said, "let's ask G.G. where the next station is!" I'll never get lost again! WOOHOO!
After Nashville, we drove 3 hours to Birmingham to go to the Barber Motor Sports Museum. In case you didn't know, it is the largest collection of motorcycles in the world...clear back to the dawn of time. Bill has always wanted to go there and I wanted our vacation to be fun for both of us ~ since he was a good husband about all my county music stuff, I was a good wife about Barber.
He was totally ecstatic!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FIVE floors of 1100 motorcycles!!!! It really was a beautiful facility. We walked them all...TWICE. Over 300 pictures were snapped. Now he has the best screen saver ever :-) I had no idea there were so many different kinds of motorcycles...and scooters. Let alone so many makers. I wish I could write more about it, but I am NOT a gear head so what do I know?! OK, I know that Bill was super duper happy, so that made it all worth it.
Check out this side car! It's like an RV for motorcycles. It had 2 bench seats in it...one for me and one for the dogs :-)
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