It’s nice to get off the road for a few of days. We came to the San Antonio area because our nephew Lance and his family are here and we always enjoy spending time with them. Lance and Marla had previous commitments for most of the weekend but we got to spend every evening together. Friday they took us to dinner at Freebird World Burrito; Freebird is what you get if you cross a burrito restaurant with Subway. You pick the wrap size, then decide what toppings you want. This works really well - someone like me can get the basics (meat, rice, beans and cheese), and someone like Randy can get the kitchen sink.
Friday we went grocery shopping at HEB - we really like this store. The quality of their product seems consistently good and the prices are reasonable. Here’s an odd thing - there are about 40 million birds in that area. When someone gets really close, they take to the air but they don’t go far. I think they were here last year, too.
The next night Randy fixed dinner for everyone - shrimp and cheese grits, sautéed zucchini and onions, salad with apricot vinaigrette dressing, and for desert - nutella-and-banana crepes. I filled up on the main course, overdosed on crepes, then went home to slip into a food coma.
The next day we picked up Jordan and drove around town a little. We drove out to an RV campground on the river, to check out possible workamping options, then to Rudy’s for lunch. Rudy’s is famous for BBQ: you order at the desk and they give you a tray full of food and about half a loaf of sliced bread. 20 minutes later you sigh in satisfaction and take the scraps to the garbage, because as the sign says "Your mother is not here, please clean up your own mess". I recommend either the sausage or pulled pork. Or both.
Later that night we all got together for chili dogs and chips, and Jordan and I made whoopee cookies for dessert. We sat outside and ate by candlelight, then moved inside and talked some more.
And Monday morning we were back on the road, headed to Gilchrist. The trip is almost 300 miles and it was overcast all day. To break up the drive a little, we stopped at Buc-ees, a famous travel stop. The last time we were here we had trouble finding a parking spot for the RV. Now they have added a huge parking lot, plus a gas station. And diesel was $3.57, which is as low as we’ve seen it in a long time, so we filled up.
When we left the gas station, I was driving the RV. After all, the next 100 miles were straight ahead on I-10, so it seemed like a good time for me to get some experience. But it wasn’t. I just didn’t have control of the thing. Nothing bad happened (except for a little heart arrhythmia for Randy) but we switched back right away.
We got Gilchrist before 4 pm and I took a quick walk on the beach - it was high tide so I couldn’t do much shelling, but it was still good. The waves were really coming in high, stirring up foam.
The sunset was gorgeous but right after the sun set it got pretty cold. We had dinner with Lonnie and Chris and headed home to warm up!
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