When we woke up this morning, we had no electricity... a quick check out the door showed that it wasn't just us, the whole island was without power. We went after it early, stopped at What-a-Burger to get Joan some coffee and me a Breakfast On A Bun (another Texas thing, much like Blue Belle Ice Cream). For some reason, when we were backing the 5th wheel on our street to get lined up to attach the cargo trailer, everyone on the island decided to take a drive past our place... at 6:30 on a Sunday morning... for no good reason. I swear, there wasn't a car in sight when I started backing up; within 30 seconds, it looked like a concert had just let out. I believe these people sit in their cars, waiting to clog up a street, and are all in contact with each other by 2-way radio..."Red Rover, this is Checkpoint Danger - it looks like the Love Shack is ready to roll. Get the cars in their way - NOW!"
"Roger that, Checkpoint Danger; we have 50 cars that should clog up their street within seconds. Just to make sure, we can send 14 people walking dogs, 22 kids on bikes, 18 golf carts, and one old lady in curlers with cold cream on her face."
"Um, what's the old lady in curlers for?"
"Just to scare 'em."
"Roger."
Really. If we weren't moving, there would be no traffic on that street for another hour or two. I don't get it; I'm nice to my neighbors, I live by the Golden Rule, and even my cat thinks I'm a good guy. I don't know why these people take such delight in being a pain in the ass.
Other than the usual Texas driving once we were on the Expressway (pass on the left, pass on the right, pass on the shoulder, criss-cross in front of us like a bunch of Shriners in little parade cars), today's drive was pretty uneventful. Little Izzy sat on Joan's lap most of the way, ate when we ate, and pottied when we pottied. It's 92 degrees in San Marcos (just north of San Antonio), and still humid and windy. That's supposed to change as the hot, humid weather from the south meets up with the cold front from the north... we altered our travel plans for the day to try to slide behind the predicted severe weather that will be across mid to north Texas tonight and tomorrow. Instead of hot, humid, and windy, tomorrow is supposed to be cooler, rainy, and windy. Variety is nice. Maybe the rain will wash off some of the sand and grit that is stuck to every surface on the vehicles?
You know what they say: April showers bring May flowers. Do you know what Mayflowers bring? Pilgrims.
I love kid jokes!We did have some entertainment while in line to go through the Border Patrol checkpoint: one of the drug dogs was on high alert on a car just over from us. The PB officer opened the trunk to remove the bags, the dog jumped in, then started tearing at one of the bags. I think the guy driving that car is going to have a very bad day.
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