The Alamo

We had intended to stop at little kitschy places (think Worlds Largest Ball of Twine) along the way but really really wanted to make sure we had entry if time in New Orleans and Savannah, GA so hadn't at all.

But, thanks to my tendency towards crabbiness when my blood sugar is low (shocking, I know), we decided to stop in San Antonio for some lunch. And found The Alamo. :)

And the Riverwalk where we took a picture of the giant Christmas Tree for my dear friend Vicki who grew up in nearby (by Texas standards) Kenedy (we waved).

The Alamo was cool just cuz it's The Alamo. But living in SoCal, with all our Missions, once you've seen a mission you've kinda seen 'em all.

Still worth the stop, though.

The Great (and windy) State of Texas

5:30am came REAL early. Especially for me since my body has NO idea what time zone it's in at this point.

But thankfully, I'm a morning person! I LOVE getting on the road early. Especially with a good breakfast
(see waffle below...I'm doing this from my phone so pictures will be at the bottom I think)

I grabbed my coffee and we left. Now, I've always thought Texas was a perfectly fine state but after driving through the lockdown that was Arizona, I LOVE Texas! And of course its 80 miles an hour daytime speed limit (65 at night).

If you want to make it across Texas FAST? Do it during the day.

And keep your "not-a-morning-person" husband like this:

Lots of cattle and plenty of rolling hills and plenty of dead deer on the side of the road.

How about a Texas Tow Truck?

If you look closely at the picture you can see a rope between the two trucks. Yup. A rope. Driver in the front truck. Driver in the back truck. Lol

Only in the Great State of Texas!

3 States in 13 hours

We are in our fifth state in 2 says. I'd say that's a LOT of driving.

Our plan has always been to haul you-know-what to get across Texas so we could enjoy our time in the South.

I'd say we accomplished that.

We left San Diego early Tuesday morning and headed East.

Arizona was not the easiest drive since, I kid you not, there was one Cop for every two miles across the entire width of the state. And they were not just there for looks!

Deming, NM was where we decided to have dinner and we were not disappointed. John tried fried okra for the first time and we knew by the all you can eat salad bar and HUGE plastic cups that we were not in California anymore.

Plus, at 6pm, the street lights were blinking and most gas stations were closed.

Yup. Not in Kansas anymore.

We made it just a bit over the Texas border to Van Horn and called it a day. Crawled in bed at midnight and set the alarm for 5:30am.

Tomorrow, we conquer Texas!