You have reached your destination

After sitting in a car for two days with nothing to look at out the window since we were driving through boring and flat states, the clan finally reached to our destination. The town house wasn't as big as the house that I grew up in, but it would do just fine. How could I complain about our living arrangements when I finally made it to Kentucky, horse capital of the world. Now I could continue to ride horses and one day be riding in the Rolex at the Kentucky Horse Park, which would get my name out.

My sister, grandpa and his great friend Bryan help my mom and I pull boxes out of the trunk while we waited for LaDel, a friend of the family, bring the horse trailer with our belongings into the small circular parking lot right in front of our new home. Luckily LaDel has been pulling horse trailers for nearly 20 years, because a novice driver would have jack-knifed the trailer due to the parking lot's layout. A novice driver would have the possibility of breaking the back window of the truck, which would be added to the list of 'things to do' when our list was already two pages long. My real dad jack-knifed the trailer and broke the back window of the truck one time when we were camping and thank goodness I didn't have to worry about that with LaDel, she is a pro.

Finally LaDel came and like I had imagined, she pulled into the circular parking lot without having a problem. Quickly I ran to the trailer, opened the heavily door and was ready to tackle the mound of boxes and furniture. When I though we would never make a dent in the confined horse trailer, I knew it was almost over once we had reached the couch and bed frames which was laying on the rubber mat on the floor of the horse trailer. Touching the couch, the memory flashed back into my head of when the striped green couch was in our cottage house back in Wisconsin.

After we unloaded everything from the trailer and placing our items in my new home, I was ready to start my adventure as a Kentuckyian.