Sunday, August 06, 2006

Five Sardines in a Can: Day Two

We arrived safe in San Antonio last night at 11:30. Due to some technical difficulties with our wireless connection, we couldn't blog anything until now. We had a little adventure on the way, right as we were passing out of Houston. The hydraulic jack on the front of the Airstream dropped down and hit the road every time we went over a bump, and before we could stop on the narrow shoulder ( sandwiched between a concrete wall and the 70-mile per hour traffic) the jack had bent backwards about 20 degrees. Stonewall got out and tried hammering it straight so he could roll it back up into its housing, but only succeeded in flattening the pipe. So he turned it around and said that any more bumps would hopefully straighten it.

The problem with that is that once you leave Houston there are no dips on the Interstate. It's as flat as a pancake and straight as an arrow. If you tied the steering wheel in place and pressed coast, you probably wouldn't have a problem for miles. Anyway, we ended up searching around for a bump. When we found it, I exited the vehicle and guided Stonewall as he rammed the ground with our crooked pipe. No results- it's still crooked. We thank all of you who were praying for us during our predicament.














Everything is big in Texas. Even grasshoppers. This little guy was three inches long. We found him right across the Lousiana border, in Orange, Texas. The star of Texas (and our little star) both shined in Texas yesterday.
I have to stop writing now or the rest of the family will leave for the Alamo without me.

~Sherlock

1 comment:

Lady Why said...

We were praying for y'all last night with your adventurous ride! I love the picture with your littlest star... and the not so little grasshopper. Yikes! We anxiously await your next posting! And, we can't wait to see those Alamo pictures!!!