We made a morning tour of Fredericksburg so Mark could pick up some souvenirs for his parents, and to kill some time which waiting for FedEx to arrive with my car paperwork. We no longer needed the paperwork, but we also didn’t want to leave it in Texas. We also checked online and found that all our stuff had safely arrived in North Carolina…
Given the time frame and our level of paranoia, we skipped Austin (and a couple more friends) and went straight to Houston for the night. The car was running slightly hotter than it had been, but it held up just fine. All the same, every rattle filled us with dread. And given the state of our shocks, there were lots of rattles…
Lunch at Whataburger and dinner at Luby’s. We’d finally arrived in cafeteria country and I somehow knew everything would be OK as we made a whirlwind tour of Houston. I also knew I wanted to visit Houston again. I’m less convinced that I want to visit Fredericksburg again…
