As I’ve stated in the previous two days of this blog post covering our trip to Texas, this isn’t being written and posted until February 2023. What’s worse, there are no notes to work from and the itinerary from that time ended up being more of a suggestion of locations instead of fixed destinations. In addition to the lack of notes, these images arrive from the land of laziness: I shot these with my Samsung S6 instead of taking the DSLR I would have normally used. Like I said, I was being lazy.

So, from out of the fog, memories are dragged from wherever they can be found and splashed upon the page. As I posted yesterday, I believe we stayed in Del Rio, and the timing between images seems to support that, but if anyone in the future looking at this image of a foggy road can offer me a more precise placing of where we were, I’m open to adjusting these details.

Fortunately, there are moments that are captured, such as this one when we were stopping for breakfast in Laredo, Texas. How do I know we are in Laredo? It says so on the side of the building, over there where it’s stenciled saying, “Best Little Smokehouse in Laredo.” Should you be wondering about barbecue for breakfast, we are in Texas, where that’s all they eat.

Picked up the convict, who was apparently on the lam and in need of a ride to the Guitar Center in McAllen further south. She seemed reasonable, so I said sure until I heard she was looking for a ukulele. Who plays the ukulele these days? She could only have been a serial killer.

Here we are at South Padre Island on the Gulf of Mexico in southern Texas, with not a barbecue joint in sight.

Looks to me like the road has already ended.

Do I look stressed out to you? It’s been a little more than a year since I started a virtual reality company.  While I knew it would eat my time, I never really considered what we would have to give up as I wanted to build something in that space for the previous 20 years, and with the opportunity finally available, I jumped on it. The consequence of that decision was that Caroline and I rarely traveled, and when we did, I don’t think my heart was 100% in it. Of course, we were together, and I couldn’t be anywhere else but with her when we were out on the road, but it’s like these photos taken with a phone; I couldn’t be bothered with investing myself deeply in these trips as I did prior and since shutting the company down.

Someone lost their dinosaur, and now its plastic corpse lays discarded, awaiting a poor turtle to come eat it and commit suicide on this unhealthy snack.

We avoided the highway as long as we could while trying to find our way east toward Corpus Christi, where we’d be staying the night.

While we know we ate at some random crab-shack-kind-of-place in Corpus Christi, the photo was a bunch of meh, like most of our food photos. We have no idea where it was precisely, and I suppose it doesn’t really matter. Being out on the road with Caroline is often the best part of traveling, and so it was with this excursion into southern Texas. I can’t remember thinking that anything we were seeing was so compelling to inspire a return visit. Tomorrow, we leave for parts north as we are going to cut right through the middle of this massive state.