Texas Day 2: Dilemma
So I travel 1500 miles and arrive at the big score.
To my dismay, diagonally across the street is the Police Station and the police motor pool.
There were cops cruising through this hood constantly. As I approach the building a police pickup drove along my side at about two miles per hour.
Curse me for carrying my respirator and tripod out in the open. I thought this place was going to be easy.
The cop parked down the street to observe from a distance.
He though he was being sneaky, but I could see him plain enough.
Buying time to think, I set up my tripod for an innocent exterior shot. A guy in a Gas Company truck pulls up and tells me that Homeland Security
is going to arrest me for taking photos in this neighborhood.
He motions the Gas Company building, right next door. And then to the shipping port in sight about half a mile away with a navy vessel docked.
Oh yeah! And this was the entrance.
What do you think I did??