Does that title sound familiar? Well, it should since we were here less than two weeks ago. It's difficult to find different ways to go home from Florida.
This morning we awoke to our TV out because of inclement weather - well, I guess it was inclement. There were tornado warnings in Houston and the rain was coming down in sheets. We're just not used to any type of rainfall, let alone the downpour which was going through Houston. Thankfully, the tornado warning was lifted (or it moved to the Northeast - at least it was out of our way).
After breakfast, it cleared up some so we got back on I-10 heading west. Ran into some spotty squalls which made for interesting driving on Vi's part. Since our original plan was to go to San Antonio to play golf, we scrapped that idea. Somewhere east of San Antonio, we took a county road which went around and ended up on I-10 north of San Antonio. Took us through the Texas hill country around New Braunfels (another German migration site). Pretty country side - rolling, tree-covered hills. Pretty well populated - not sure whether it's because of local work or commuters going to San Antonio.
Stayed on I-10 and ended up here in Fort Stockton (again). After we checked in, we drove around town (which didn't take long) and checked out the local historical sites.
Tomorrow, we're going to head north up to Carlsbad, Albuquerque, and perhaps spend the night in Gallup. Hopefully, I-40 won't be snow-covered and the weather will be nice. Stay tuned for more details tomorrow night.
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