I’ve never been to San Antonio. In fact, I’ve never been anywhere in the Longhorn state of Texas. Nor have I traveled through the Land of Enchantment.
We’re excited! Really.
It’s a Dan and Auburn road trip away from the dry heat of Phoenix and into the steam cooker of San Antonio. It doesn’t get much better than this, folks. A thousand miles of blistering road under a high pressure heat wave bigger than … well, bigger than the size of Texas.
It’s a two-day drive each way, but we’ll play a couple of Agatha Christie mysteries to keep us enthralled and — if there’s one — we’ll stop at some roadside attraction that boasts of giant plastic dinosaurs and shaved ice in paper cones. I like strawberry syrup drizzled over mine. Dan always goes for the grape.
When we get to San Antonio, we’ll spend two days trying to stay upright under the humidity. Then we’ll pack the car back up and drive two days back home. I tell ya, life doesn’t get much better than four days in the car under a sweltering sun, with your honey, sweatin’ to the oldies.
Did I mention I’ve never been to Texas? I wonder if I’ll write with a drawl when I get back.