Here we have the Texas Prison Museum. We didn't go, but did wonder about the State's pride; what prompted them to erect this high-end museum structure with an old wooden electric chair as their logo; how, given the Texas tendency to "fry" so many prisoners.....so many of whom are apparently innocent....how Gov. George Bush, Rick Perry, etc., could even brag about their execution records. Oh well...onward into the fog
When we arrived at our campsite a bunch of people, 12 bicycles, cooking stoves, tons of food, etc., were squatting at site # 140..our site. Reluctantly, they packed up, only to find out that keys to one auto where with one of the fellows & the spouse didn't know where he was. We had a couple of glasses of wine and "chilled" for a hr. or so, when he showed & they exited.
I backed into the slanted parking space at #140 & we mulled over whether to disconnect the EGG & try to level her up,but with the help of consumed vino decided not to bother. Instead, we flipped the ends of the bed so we'd be sleeping uphill, not down.
Later..........
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