Satire people. I’ve not had a change of heart.
One year, the Ingrate and I rode the Gold Wing to Needles and we took Old US-66 through Amboy. In fact, we shot my pistol out in the desert right before getting to Amboy, where we watched a model shoot right in front of Roy’s. This pic made me think about that nice memory from decades ago.
The focus of our stay in San Antonio was to eat with Teresa and Chris, see Junior Brown live, and get the coach serviced. Number 3 was addressed today as Marie and I got up, broke camp, and boogied to Billy Bob’s. I had called last week to set up an appointment and we were there by 0850. The service writer wrote me up and we went to breakfast. The bottom pic is the $700 in parts, sans fluids. The coolant hose that looks like a 5 armed octopus was $195. Living in one is not as cheap as I thought it would be. After breakfast we went for a car ride. We got back to Billy Bob’s about 1400 and checked in on the progress. Then we went upstairs and sat in comfy recliners, watching DIRECTV in HD. Finally, they were finished. They drove around the corner and back to check the fluids and connections. Everything was OK and after I paid the bill, Marie and I headed back to camp. Marie was running on empty, so after we set up, I went to the camp office to order a pizza and wings to be delivered to our site. The 2 bags of ice I brought back were $2.90 each. What a gouge! We finally ate, and the pizza was extra delicious. When you’re tired and hungry, even OK pizza is fabulous.
Marie and I dropped the coach off this morning for service. It was only 0900 and it was breakfast time. We tried Cracker Barrel first. We waited a good 5 minutes for a hostess to seat us, then we waited 15 solid minutes for coffee. Nobody came, so we got up and on our way out I asked for the manager, but he was as indifferent as his crew. So, we left. They were not busy, nor were they understaffed. 2 miles up the highway was IHOP. Normally, I’m not a big IHOP fan, but it was time to eat. We got seated right away, and within 30 seconds we had coffee and menus. Our server was Chris, and he really took care of us. When we told him what happened at Cracker Barrel, he shook his head and said he’s heard a lot of that. Our food came in a hurry and it was extra tasty this morning. As we left, I told the GM how happy I was with the food and service, and I pressed a Dixie ($10 bill) into Chris’ hand and thanked him for the great service.
Here’s a bit of open land in Texas. This is on US-59 west of I-37.