San Antonio furlough (part the second)
Last night in San Antonio. Tomorrow morning (a few hours, really) we drive eight hours through the heart of Texan desert to El Paso, the parts of Texas I've been most waiting to see. Though I'm sure it won't differ too much from what I've seen so far. Despite the arid atmosphere chapping my lips and drying out my nose, the Texas I've seen is actually pretty much okay by me. Even if San Antonio is just a slightly more paved and less insufferable Virginia Beach.
While the time off has been nice, beyond that first day when I slept 11 hours the rest has seemed a bit of a waste. No slight against our awesome hosts of course, Veronica and Kelly have provided us with a perfectly awesome place to crash out. And I've had a few chances to get out and see the city, and generally have a good time. But I'm getting antsy. Need to perform if I'm going to be out here. Need to see California.
Need to go to bed.
While the time off has been nice, beyond that first day when I slept 11 hours the rest has seemed a bit of a waste. No slight against our awesome hosts of course, Veronica and Kelly have provided us with a perfectly awesome place to crash out. And I've had a few chances to get out and see the city, and generally have a good time. But I'm getting antsy. Need to perform if I'm going to be out here. Need to see California.
Need to go to bed.