The road down, the thin edge of the Balcones Escarpment and Edwards Uplift shadowing the Interstate. I35 to I37. The Alamo. Sunrise south of San Antonio. I-37 to the sea. I’ve been coming down here for ten years now. Is that too long? The music coming out of the radio caused a smile, some reflection, and finally, hitting dead air between towns, I slid in a tape.
“I may be right I may be wrong….”
Not many regrets about this trip, but I do miss not having Robert Earl Keen’s “Going down in style” on tape.
I did happen on a cool station in CC, something something Texas Music. For real. Good stuff.
The road goes on forever.
