We’re up by 7:00 with our transitional Bacon & Eggs Saturday breakfast. It’s all Interstate Driving. Lunch at the Texas Welcome Center,mile marker 880. While Deb is driving, as usual I check the information on the next Campground reservation, site number, etc. But the message on the calendar say, “Closed due to Hurricane Harvey, should open soon, check back later. A quick online check indicates that the Campground is full.
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This leaves me quietly pondering alternatives, in silence...probably not the best traveling companion. At the campground there is a sign that says the campground is totally reserved. I put on my best puppy face to beg for a little spot, anywhere...side of the road, anything. Turns out there are quite a few spots that have not been reserved, but they could have been...this is called Texas Logic!
We got the most gorgeous campsite, with full hook-ups, an acre of mowed grass to ourselves. Deb has her new Fitbit that started counting every bump on I-10 as a steps. She was already up to 6,000 steps by the time we stopped. We finished off her goal with a short walk to the river.
After watching half of “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly,” I let Drex out for his nightly relief. There were so many Fireflys out, it looked like we were overlooking a small city.
By morning, Deb got to review her Fitbit sleeping habits...it turns out that she sleeps in fits and bits, how appropriate.
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