Monday, September 24, 2018

September 24 – “A word of warning”


It is always a great day at church when we start the day off with a baptism.  And pretty much the whole group that was in worship joined us on the beach for the baptism.  That would be in the neighborhood of 60 people.  I love that Seaside.  And being near the beach is not so bad either.

And now.  The vacation extravaganza has begun.  We left after church.  Well, after church and after some last minute loose ends that we had to tie up before we left.  But we are officially on the road.  To where?  Ah, yes.  That is, indeed , the question, is it not?  I answered it earlier today this way … “Roughly northeast.  Right now.” 

Random sightings …
“Eat.  Fuel.  Flush.  Donut Shoppe.”  All in the same place.  Same sign.  That about covers it, wouldn’t you say?
Moscow.  Corinth.  Hmm.  That’s Russia and Greece.  Chris drives really fast.
Panola College.  I thought that was a sandwich shoppe.
Irons Bayou.  One of hundreds of bayous.  I just happened to remember this name.
Papa and Nina’s Farm.  We were in the middle of nowhere.  A great short cut, you know?  Cows everywhere.  Trees.  Lots of trees.  A dog here and there.  But no people.  I guess we just missed Papa and Nina.

We hit some rain just outside of Marshall, Texas.  Not much rain.  Just enough to wash the bugs off the windshield.  Strangely enough, that’s exactly how much Chris asked for. 

We checked into our hotel in Marshall.  You know how you always take advantage of the situation where you don’t have to pay the electric bill, so you crank the AC down as low as you can stand it and crawl directly into bed?  Well, this place was so far ahead of us.  When we entered the room the AC was set on 60 degrees.  And believe me, it worked.  We had to turn it up and leave for some supper to let the room warm up a bit. 

Speaking of supper, we ended up at Chili’s.  A word of warning.  The potato soup was pretty good, but when they brought the ticket Chris noticed something fishy.  We asked to see the detail receipt, and they had charged us for “Table entertainment.”  Hey, all we did at that table was talk to each other, and I didn’t charge Chris near what was listed on the receipt.  They had to redo the whole thing.  Watch your receipt when there are table entertainment screens available.  Someone may have been destroying little aliens before you got there. 

Tomorrow we continue.  Generally speaking, northward.  Maybe a little eastward as well.  More to come.

Psalms 102:18 says, “Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord”

Father, thank you for Drake and his baptism.  Thank you for keeping us safe on this first leg of our trip.  Please join us for the journey.  Amen.

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