But I did get to play cowboy!
We went down to the old Ft. Worth and strolled the streets of Laredo (my hosts told me that Laredo is another town… when did that happen?). Cowboys, saloon girs, cows with really long horns (I couldn’t remember what they were called for the life of me…)
I’ll bet you didn’t know that it got really hot in Texas! Dang! We didn’t break 100, but we sure did rub noses with it every day we were there. And humid… I kid you not, I did the backstroke most of the day on Friday and the sidestroke all day Saturday.
I even got to try on a 10-gallon hat; unfortunately my head was too big and I had to settle for the 1-gallon size. Now my little cowpoke put on one of them thar girliey hats and she was one nice looking heifer! Think I’ll put my brand on that one!
Ripley’s Believe It or Not! museum, the Wax Museum, the JFK museum… I made the cultural rounds. We did get shushed in the JFK cinema for talking too loud. I thought, “Rude Texans,” until I overheard the shusher mentioning she was from Boston (dang yankee!). While visiting Ed Young’s Fellowship Church I was asked what part of Dallas I lived in and had the pleasure to respond I was from North Carolina and got a big Texas “Howdy!”
So how’d your weekend go, partner?