We've finally reached the Gulf beach at Corpus Christi, Texas, after detouring to the upper Midwest. We left Chandler Tuesday, stayed with a friend of long-standing in Austin that night (got a great night-time tour of the capitol ... above- and below-ground), went to New Braunfels and spent the night with Sandy's relatives (after a neat walking-tour of the downtown old town), on to CC Thursday to visit with more relatives and tour CC. We got out to the beach, where Sandy and her sister walked and walked and chased birds and found shells and other items washed up ... and I did the same and enjoyed little trails of tracks in the sand. One thing that surprised me, after hearing many years of discussion of the impact of offshore drilling rigs on Padre Island National Seashore, was to actually see them on the horizon! I had thought they were miles and miles away, out of sight.
We made it back to Austin last night, to cut down today's trek to Chandler. The temperature was in the 80s most of the day. Traffic was humongous! Everybody in CC seemed to be on the streets and highways, going in all directions, and there was heavy traffic most of the way on I-35 north from San Antonio. It might have been nice to get further, but the oncoming lights are not comfortable for these old eyes.
So, off to Chandler and, probably, a white Christmas with family and sparkling children's eyes and good smells and tastes. TV
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