Fifty-Two

Houston, TX

Even with my unexpected snag in Beaumont yesterday didn’t turn out to be an entirely wasted day. I had to be in Houston for a 6:05 ballgame and I was carefully considering my schedule trying to determine what I really wanted to see in Houston with what was left of Saturday and all day Sunday in case I had to get outta Dodge on Monday morning.

I was east of town and happily, San Jacinto battlefield happened to be down the road. That very pleasantly used up the afternoon. Although I didn’t get a chance to see yet another Battleship. Hopefully if the hurricane hits someone else I’ll have a chance to go back.

I’ll say one thing for Texas: they don’t do anything small down here. The San Jacinto monument was visible from miles away, clearly standing out amongst oil rigs, refinery towers and shipping cranes. A monstrously big obelisk (bigger than the Washington Monument) with a Texas star on top faceted in such a fashion that the five points are visible from any angle. I bet you can even see a five pointed star from space. “Houston, Tranquility base here. I can see that gol-danged star from all the way up here.”

And I got to see a ballgame complete with excellent fans, good booze and a train that runs along the outfield wall when the home team hits a home run.

And today I got thoroughly irritated at modern art and then took a tour of some old Houston buildings with a very peculiar docent who gave a damned fine tour but may or may not have been stoned to the bejeezus at the time. Made for a good time.

And then, I pretty much took the rest of the day off. I am getting tired. I could use a day off but it’s hard to do that when you’re paying by the day for your bed and meals and everything else. And it’s especially hard to do when a hurricane is threatening to run up your keester and you’re desperately trying to figure out which way to dodge if dodging is even necessary.

Well, I’ve got two gallons of water in the car and a full tank of gas. If dodging is in the cards I can do it with style. Guess we’ll know tomorrow.

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