Attempting to decipher the road network of San Antonio made me feel like I'd been bitchslapped. After about 5000 miles and surviving one of the most ill-conceived, unsafe exits I have seen in my 9 years of travelling, I felt a little "ready" for San Antonio. However, I had been there before and was well aware of the IH (locals call them "Inner Hoops" but I call it "Intentional Horror") plan of terrorizing tourists! But, of course, Frank had been driving and I was covering my eyes, trembling and visualizing a bottle of Merlot....
A few words about the exit ramp in Ozona, it was a one-of-a-kind interstate horror. When one exits, one usually expects a connector road all to oneself! NOT IN OZONA TX! As I confidently exited down a small hill anticipating my next turn, suddenly a car was looking right at me! I stopped at the bottom of the ramp and, to my amazement, the exit dumped me on a two lane highway with traffic going both ways! Add to that-the road was not constructed on a 90 degree angle but on maybe a 60 degree angle so there was NO WAY my passenger mirror could see traffic in back of me. So, I slithered out into the intersection at 2 mph and figured I was bigger and cars could just stop for me.
At that point, I was only about an hour from my friend's, Hal & Cheryl, house in San Antonio. As I approached from the northwest, I was stunned because there appeared to be no awareness of the populace that there was an economic recession going on! People were zooming around the IH's in cars that were Big and Gleaming (no one goes slower than 70mph), the Malls were MEGA Retail Citys with NO sign of vacancies and lots of parked cars. It was a like I was transported back in time to Yuppieville when AOL was splitting its stock every two weeks!
I arrived without incident at my friends' gated New community--I found their brand new home which was a fabulous 2-story brick on a corner lot.
Their home was so lovely; they had convinced the builder to save some mature oak trees in the back and had a wonderful fenced-in area with several trees that Cassie was thrilled with. She also loved the authentic wood floors and had a crazy dog fit running around and sliding into furniture. Good thing that Hal & Cheryl like dogs; they have two kitties, one of which perches on a cat tower in front of one of the upstairs windows all day and watches the neighborhood goings-on. We put the fireplace grating at the bottom of the stairs to keep cats and dogs from coming into contact.
We had such a wonderful whirlwind of activities-these two are Very Busy! Cheryl is retired and Hal will be retiring this June. We all went to a Jazzercise Class and of course, I overachieved but had a great time until all my muscles reminded me that I had not moved them in the last two years. We then met the post-class McDonald's group and showed them that old farts can have caffeinated fun with Senior discount coffee (53 cents a cup). We headed to the Zoo and walked about 10 or 11 miles. We then went home, let Cassie run and went back out for some delicious Marguaritas and Mexican food at Ennos.
Cassie met children who wanted to push the stroller and one kid screamed his head off crying when we took Cassie away to continue our outing.
Sue finally said "Uncle" and gave in to the discomfort of her sore muscles and tuckered out feet and we went and had a great seafood supper downtown.
We went home and Cassie just crashed on the floor and Hal brought Sue two cans of Lone Star beer--one for each hand so I would'nt have to move for awhile. We watched a neat movie called "Ira and Abby" in which Cheryl's daughter appeared in several scenes.
Thanks, Hal and Cheryl!