On The Road Again...

Since Christmas of 2018, any form of traveling has been negated by time, money, and/or inclement weather.  Finally, after almost six months of itching to get out of town, I was finally able to do so last Tuesday.  The company I work for tends to give large blocks of time off for any federally recognized holiday, Memorial Day being one of them.  As a result, I was off and running as soon as I clocked out from work; in fact, I couldn't get out of town fast enough.  Ha ha!  I landed in Yoakum, Texas by almost seven o'clock that evening.  On the following day, Mom and I made a trip to Victoria for some shopping and food.  Our overall visit was short, but we did have some quality time together.  By 10:15 Thursday morning, I was on the road again...this time to San Antonio.  Traveling to this metropolis brought some closure to a life experience I had years ago in 2006, which was the last time I was there.  (Ended up with some legal trouble and a mandatory four-year vacation.)  In addition, I met and stayed with two dear friends whom I hadn't seen in almost thirteen years.  They were wonderful hosts, and we were able to catch up on lost time.  The cherry on the cake for this week was spending an overnight in Austin.  I met my two best friends at Town Lake for some boating.  One of my friends has an inflatable raft with an electric motor.  After about an hour, I had to get dropped off on solid ground due to motion sickness.  The walk back to the car along the hiking trail was good.  There were a lot of photo opportunities along the way.  Right before leaving for Fort Worth, thus ending my trip, I had lunch with my brother and future sister-in-law.  I had never met her, and was pleased to get to know her.  She seems as if she would make a great marriage partner, and I'm happy for both of them.  My brother asked if I would act as his best man at the wedding.  I was surprised but extremely honored.  Even though I didn't spend more than a day-and-a-half in each place I visited, the quality of fellowship was precious.  I'm already looking forward to my next travelling adventure, whenever that may be.  July Fourth possibly?  At any rate, I need to keep working so I can take trips such as these.  Until next time, look for your next adventure.


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