Traversing Texas on Interstate 10 is like leafing through those old remote jukebox machines they had in every booth at Mel’s Diner on hwy 82 in Lubbock.
Every time I tell BW how we are doing he responds, “That sounds like a good title for a country western song.” Like, “I’m finally leaving Houston, for the second time today.” Or, “Even if I push it, I still have three days of Texas ahead of me.” Others include “Sometimes I think my truck doesn’t like me any more.” And, “Happiness is finding a really good diesel mechanic.”
Yesterday, after leaving Houston twice, we finally got to San Antonio. Today we met an old high school friend of Amy’s for lunch and tomorrow we set out for what should be four long days between here and Death Valley.
Texas highway architects love elevated roadways.
We thought that it might just be a Houston thing. Then we got to San Antonio.
Both also have a strong affinity for specialized U turn lanes.
Stay Safe
About Me
- Troy
- 1964: after high school life begins. Asked to consider not returning to OSU after the first year. 1966 drafted; grunt, door gunner, HU1 pilot. Out in Dec '70. 1972 married, joined fire dept and bought first house over a 6 month span. 1980 moved family (which now consisted of wife Teri, daughter Amy and son Ryan) to CO. 1990 moved all to bush Alaska to work for the dark side (the FAA). Started Blog to keep family and friends up on our whereabouts. Retired in March 2010. In Feb 2012 sold house in Alaska. By May had bought in Redmond and completed the move. Still nesting in Redmond and loving it!
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