The next morning, in the cold, we leave for San Antonio and a visit with Jan and Bob, she a friend from Marcia’s childhood. Marcia decides to count dead animals along the road and comes up with 17 deer and 2 smaller creatures. Ed has told us dead animals are left for the vultures to clear. The interstates are often not fenced. In some areas there are high fences, indicating ranches where people pay large sums to hunt game, some exotic.
Our drive to San Antonio takes us through New Braunfels, which I remember pleasantly from my Army days in the 1960s. (That and Austin and getting out are about all I remember pleasantly.) We try to find the river and abandoned grinding mill where I remember swimming, but things have been drastically improved in the last 45 years and I am not certain. In the cold we settle for lunch in the trailer and go on.
At Jan’s we back in to their circular driveway without problem and join them and their three dogs and two cats for wine and catch-up since our last visit. The humans then go out for dinner at La Fonda, and the next morning we leave for Corpus Christi after a nice Mexican breakfast. No tourist spots this time – we did that last time.
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