Well, that dreaded day has arrived. Time to lift our jacks, hook up the Jeep and head down the road a few hundred miles. Next stop is Goliad and a piece of Texas history.
Do not misunderstand, we LOVE travelling, seeing new things, learning new things. The dread comes from leaving THIS place.
In a text to a neighbor, I used the word "magical" to describe our ten nights here. With the full understanding that one person's magical is another's boring, I stand by that choice of words verbatim. Sometimes you come to a place you have never been before, and it feels as comfortable as an old pair of slippers. That is the way we have been made to feel, and have indeed felt.
A couple of days ago I spoke of decisions that needed to be made. Glad to say decision made. We will return here in September and again next March. A lot of places to see, but we will frequent places that we enjoy.
More from the mission at Goliad the next couple of days. Then it is a rendezvous with Tom and Diane in San Marcos. Should be more photos and less words in coming days.
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