I've never been there, but I used to work with a guy who had toiled at the daily newspaper in Lexington. As I recall, from what I understood, it was a pretty good paper.
My former colleague once told me about a time some executive at that company got the idea of having all newsroom employees take turns spending a day trying to sell subscriptions, door to door.
I guess the idea was to have staffers get to know their Kentucky community a little better.
My former co-worker said it was one of the most depressing experiences of his life.
Also, I think Secretariat is buried not far from Lexington.
Kansas City, Missouri
Once, when I was in college, I took a train from Arizona to Vermont and had a layover in Kansas City.
I went for a walk, perhaps hoping to see some crazy little women there, as the song says. But it was early on a Sunday morning and I guess they don't come out until later.
I didn't have any barbecue, but I did know enough to realize I was in Missouri (not Kansas).
Fun fact: Kansas City had an NHL team for one or two seasons. The Scouts.
Albany, New York
My wife and I once spent a night in Albany. While walking around the downtown area near the state capitol, we saw a chipmunk scampering about inside a small shop with big windows. It was pretty clear the chipmunk worked there, though the shop was closed at the time. He (or she) was pretty cute.
When I was a college freshman in Vermont, I listened to an FM radio station in Albany. There were a lot of commercials for drag racing: "Sunday SUNDAY..."
Bing Crosby delivered The Spokesman-Review as a boy and a subscriber once complained to the Circulation Department about his whistling.