We left before sunrise this morning. For you folks who live in the northeast that's not really that early. Texas is on the western edge of the central time zone and south so the time was only 6:00 a.m. But it gave us several "cooler", if not exciting, hours of driving. This photo was taken near Lamesa (Spanish for table) and, in Tillie language, flaaaaaaat! And it is fairly representative of all the scenery today. Can you imagine crossing that by horseback or wagon? One could easily get lost. Even Ms. Garmin (our GPS) tried and failed to find us on her first search, asking us if we were still in Texas. The answer is "yes".Lunch in Lubbock, the birthplace of Buddy Holly, one of the pioneers of Rock & Roll in case you're too young to remember that.
Lubbock has put up a statue of him but it obviously didn't create much interest with the locals as we had to ask several folks before we finally found it. Our young waiter at lunch said he didn't much care for Buddy Holly's music but, if we were interested, he was friends with Peggy Sue's grandson. Would you have left him a bigger tip for that creative attempt to impress the tourists?Tonight we're in Amarillo (still Texas). Tillie ran like a dream all day, started when asked, and didn't overheat. Perhaps she just needed a little warm weather to loosen up her joints (and of course those prayers and the threat of a spanking from Aunt Doris didn't hurt either...)
