Bourbon, bluegrass and horse racing, plus the home of a sporting legend, are some of the many reasons to visit Kentucky. Even though it’s known as the “front porch” to the South, its pretty white clapboard towns seem more attached to the north, nestling in undulating green pasture, and the state was officially neutral during […]Read the full story here
The first I knew about Distilled at Gratz Park was when I stumbled into the Gratz Park Inn, a charming boutique hotel tucked away in a quiet square in downtown Lexington Kentucky. It had been a long flight and an even longer drive and I just had barely enough energy left to speak as I […]Read the full story here
It is raining buckets in MainStrasse Village, a throwback to its Germanic roots perhaps, but this doesn’t deter the Covington Kentucky faithful, who seem hell bent on having a great Saturday night out at the Bouquet Restaurant whatever the weather.Read the full story here
Covington, is the gateway to travelling Kentucky, itself the gateway to the South, perched on the banks of the Ohio River, with the skyscrapers of Cincinnati on the opposite side guarding the Ohio frontier. These days, the bridges only carry commuter traffic but it wasn’t always like that.Read the full story here
21c Museum Hotel is the 6th best hotel in the World. Or so I am led to believe by the many people who voted it so in a leading travel magazine. It was also voted as the best hotel in America too, so clearly there is something a little special about 21c even though it […]Read the full story here
There’s a small clapboard house in an ordinary residential street in a predominantly black area on the west side of Louisville, Kentucky.
It has seen better days that’s for sure, but to the people who still live there, it’s home. There’s a small front lawn dominated by an old big tree and the little garden out back has a little rusted bike lying on its side. Its all unremarkable, but 63 years ago a very remarkable young man grew up there and became one of the most famous men in the whole world. This was the Muhammad Ali boyhood home and I was standing right outside the front door having a moment.