For those who still don't know, I moved from Galt, CA to Louisville, KY. Many people asked why I would do such thing. The main reason: A new job. Still, people asked "WHY?" with this condescending tone because Kentucky doesn't compared to California. This is true, yet, Louisville is much better than MANY places in California, specially anything from Bakersfield to Sacramento, via the San Joaquin Valley. And that means Stockton, were I grew up, Galt, where I lived for a while and even Sacramento where I spent a lot of time. But enough of that, below is the highlight of the move from California to Kentucky and across 10 different states.

Para muchos de ustedes que aún no lo saben, me moví de Galt, California a Louisville, Kentucky. Muchos preguntaron el porque y la razón principal es un nuevo trabajo. Aún así muchos preguntaron de una manera muy déspota como diciendo que California no se compara con Kentucky. Esto es verdad, sin embargo Louisville es un lugar mucho mejor que muchos en California desde Bakersfield hasta Sacramento por ruta del Valle de San Joaquin. Y eso incluye Stockton donde crecí, Galt donde viví por un tiempo, y hasta Sacramento donde visité por mucho tiempo. Pero basta de eso, abajo presento algo del viaje desde California hasta Kentucky y los diez estados que crucé.

The first state we pass (after California of course) was Nevada. Other than the surrounding ares near RENO, Nevada is dry and very ugly.
After Nevada, came Utah. We like this state a lot.

The Great Salk Lake just before we reached Salk Lake City Utah and decided it was time to go to sleep after driving ONLY 673 miles.

Next came Wyoming. This state was green and rocky. Once we saw buffalo but weren't able to take pictures because we drove by too fast.
From sunny California, to dry Nevada, Rocky Utah to weather changing Wyoming. That's right that's those were the clouds as we drove by.

Then came the state we decided was the most beautiful of all the states we were passing by: NEBRASKA. Green and rivers all over the place. We really like the scene. We also passed by Iowa but that was just a very short distance (say 10 miles?.)

We passed by Kansas City at night and we got lost. Good thing it was already 12:50 am. Hardly any traffic. But once we found our way, we ended up in Independence, Missouri. By now, we had driven another 1,083 miles to our trip. This second day was very successful and also very enjoyable.

Thursday morning we were ready to keep on going. From Independence to St. Louis, Missouri where we had lunch. and then straight to Illinois, then Indiana and finally Louisville, Kentucky.

After lunch we drove through Illinois, which had corn fields galore.

Indiana was yet another very green state, just like Nebraska, pretty sights and lots of water lakes. We crossed Indiana into Kentucky and by the time we got home, we had driven another 506 miles. In total, 2,500+miles and three days with two sleepover nights.
Yeap! This is Kentucky.

We arrived in Louisville around 3 pm on Thursday, July 17. The last 100 miles of this 2,550 mile trip were the longest.

Another view of the of city.

And yet, another view as we almost finished crossing the bridge.

Two days later, my mother, Miguel, my nephew, the dogs, and I went walking on the Riverfront. The photos below are more about the background than the people in them, hence the dark silhouettes.

The bridge on the back is the one we first crossed when we arrived. It is located on highway 64 from Indiana into Kentucky. The one closer, connects downtown Louisville, (on the left) with Indiana.

Do not tell me it isn't a beautiful sight. I tell ya, the sunsets are incredible.

This is yet, another bridge (there are four in total between the Indiana and Kentucky states, connecting two cities in the Ohio River. Another beautiful view from one of the bridges. (I still don't know the names of each, but I will soon enough.)

Steamboats take people on sight-seeing tours, for lunch or dinner and dancing. Pretty cool.

The Riverfront at about 9:30pm. People are still swimming ('cause it's hot) and we are going home to sleep ('cause we're tired.)

The house I got is a 3-bedroom, 2-story high white place, right off a main street known as Newburg. Our place is located on Deerwood Ave, almost on the corner. The first picture is the house from the edge of the front yard.

This picture is from across the street.

This picture is from the back porch onto the back yard (small garage on the right side.) I love the small fountain on the back and the shade under those huge trees, which are part of the back yard.

This is a view of the house from the small garage onto the back of the house and the back porch. You can see my car on the left side, park on the drive way. Oh, yeah, and the dogs Arruguitas and Frijolito.