Beechum Classic Car Museum

Driving by on a rainy morning, I saw a little museum for classic cars.

I wasn't going to stop, but then my WWKD? voice came into mind.

(My friend, Kristen, is an adventurous, loving soul who never misses an opportunity to see something neat and meet interesting people. She's backpacking through Europe right now. And when she popped into my head, I knew I had to stop and see the cars, for her sake if nothing else.)

No one was around, until I found Sonny, the owner (and incredibly hard of hearing--I'm pretty sure he didn't hear a word I said.)

Me: Hi! My name is Jessica and I blahblahblahblah could I take a look at the cars?

Sonny: Huh?

Me: The cars?

Sonny: Costs five dollars.

Me: I got five dollars.

{Hold up five dollar bill for him to see}

Sonny: Okay, let's go.