Today we had to make a major detour on our way to the Gulf Coast. Houston is still off limits because of the damage inflected by hurricane Ike, so we went north and are staying in Terrell Texas. Terrell is small rural town about 30 minutes east of Dallas.
We had dinner in a authentic Texas BBQ house. It reminded both of us of the old TV show Mel's Dinner. The waitress was very friendly with a big southern accent like Flo from that show. The food was so/so but Marg did like their home made peach cobbler. One part of the restaurant was being used by a time share salesman to give his spiel to the locals. We couldn't tell if he was making an impression or not, but Flo didn't seem to be too impressed.
Our van was parked under a tree at the hotel in San Antonio. It turns out that this must have been the birds private outhouse. The van was completed covered in bird droppings. Marg says that this is a sign of good luck.
We almost didn't make it to Terrell. The car battery was dead this morning. The hotel staff quickly boosted the battery and we were on our way. I was going to get the battery checked when we got to Terrell. I didn't think that the battery was charging so I didn't stop the van until we got to a Ford dealership just outside of Terrell. When they opened the hood, they got this panicked look in their eyes and told us to move away as the battery was ready to explode. That would explain why for or the final 20 minutes before we arrived at the repair shop, we had a strong smell of sulphur coming from the engine. I don't want to contemplate what would have happened to the engine had the battery blown. I guess all that bird poop is good luck after all.
Tomorrow we have a long drive in front of us as we are going to Biloxi, Ms for the weekend.
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