On the way home, I was driving the little car, and just outside of Gonzales, TX, right past the the spot for the canon memorial (“Come and take it, Oct 2, 1835), a state trooper turned on his flashing lights, spun around and I was parked, license and registration in hand, before he even got to the car.
Officer Gonzales wrote me a warning for 62 in a 55, and he thanked me for being nice to him. Just a little bit of common road sense: be polite to the officer. I mean, his job is hard enough with improbable tales and excuses. Besides, I didn’t have an excuse, and I was busted, clean as could be.
Unrelated:
A clip about Hallmark Cards.
In Beeman’s coffee shop, in Port A, there’s still a sign, which reads:
“Unattended children will be given two shots of espresso and a free puppy.”
Scariest sign I’ve seen in a while.
Port A
Wake up to the sound of gulls and the surf? The dolphins were in the water playing across the bow of the Aransas Pass ferry as we pointed the car back to the motel. Another night on the water, and there’s something magical about it. Too tired to write. Just some phone cam shots.
Then there was this clever bit heading into Gonzales, only caught two of the signs:
