The together vacation, Part 1

Biker Bill and I left Anchorage Tuesday, March 27, 2018, heading for San Antonio for a short together vacation.  We arrived, with one of the wheels totally broken on my suitcase (got air miles for it), got to the hotel and called it a long day.

On Wednesday, we took the hotel shuttle to the airport to pick up our Budget rent-a-car.  Easy, peasy. It had to be quickest rental process ever.  And out we went to space C9 to get our white Toyota Corolla.  We figured out how to open the trunk, stowed our luggage, and drove to the exit.  The guy in the booth came out, scanned the number of the car and asked for the contract. 

Then the bombshell came.  We were in an Avis car, trying to escape through an Avis exit.  We were in a car that was not what we rented.  Should I have made a break for it?  We circled back around and put it back in C9, unloaded our luggage, and then walked over to C9, in the Budget area.  Whoops.  Same car, same space.  Anyone could have made the same mistake. 

Off we went, to meet up with Biker Bill’s sister and nephew and his wife for lunch.  The drive was interesting … driving rain, wind and hail that sounded like small firecrackers as the pellets bounced off the windshield and hood. The conditions were white out, and I was certainly glad to be in a vehicle rather than in the saddle of a motorcycle.  Been there, done it before.  Strangely enough, in Texas.  Wasn't fun either time.

We enjoyed a great lunch with the family, and then off we went again.  We needed a hotel for the night and went to Floresville.  There we parked to look at our phones, checking for hotels.  What did I see?  Right in front of the courthouse, a peanut.  Really.  I had to have a photograph. 

 

This peanut is in memory of Joe T. Sheehy, "The Peanut King."  Sheehy experimented with peanut farming and introduced it as a viable crop to the farmers of Wilson County. 

 And what a perfect place to leave a little snowman face rock before checking in to the hotel.