Texas loves it's heroes, and yesterday coming up I-45, I caught a couple of them just standing along the road waving at the traffic. This was Stephen Austin who I've never heard of before, but I'm assuming he must have been very important to have the Capital City named after him.
And here's Sam Houston, who we know had Houston, TX named after him.
Please excuse the "bugs" on the window. Night driving here is a constant splat sound and when daylight comes, the windshield's a mess. I'll clean it today when I fuel.
And it is pretty early in the morning when I'm writing this. (03:00 my time PDT) I got up to Dallas last night and the Flying J was over full so I parked on the end of a line along with a couple of others. At 02:00 PDT (my time - 04:00 local CDT) there's a pounding on the door and I'm told in not so friendly terms that I had to move or be towed. So much for Southern Hospitality. Luckily enough, there were a few spots open now and I managed to squeeze into one. It's a lot easier though, when I'm wide awake. And after backing in, I'm wide awake, and have a great Internet connection because everybody else is sleeping - ha! At least with that kind of security, you don't have to worry about being pestered by "lot lizards".
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