Mileage has ticked up another decimal place to 15.8 MPG, hard to believe after around 7000 miles. Diesel clicked down a bit in price, about $3.27/gal as we approached San Antonio TX.
We left Vinton LA (a few miles short of the TX border) about 9 on a foggy morning continuing on I-10, bypassing (somewhat) Houston on I-610, then returning to I-10. The Houston area remains as ugly from the freeway as I remembered it, but the long drive to San Antonio was nice. Marcia drove about an hour when the sun began to make me drowsy – the temperature was in the 80s.
We arrived at Jan and Bob’s house in San Antonio about 3:30 PM, covering 327 miles today. They graciously let us spend the night in their driveway, which required some maneuvering as their street is very narrow. Only when we were in place did we notice the power lines overhead! They are touching plastic and fiberglass elements of the trailer roof.
Marcia visited Jan a couple years ago and raved about a certain Mexican restaurant, so after some conversation and a couple glasses of wine we were off to downtown San Antonio – a much larger city then when I was stationed here 1964-65. The restaurant is called Picante Grill and it is indeed fantastic. A very unassuming place but food well beyond you staples of excellent tacos, enchiladas, burritos, fajitas, etc. I had a chili stuffed with minced pork and Marcia had the casserola problana (spelling?). Sadly I can’t think of a comparable Mexican restaurant in San Diego, my previous gold standard, let alone Roseville.
We returned to Jan’s for a couple games of dominos, more conversation, amusement watching their four dogs and three cats (all but one a former stray), then it was off to bed.
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