. . . I do NOT want to be a long-haul truck driver! Today we covered 400+ miles, traveling from the utterly desolate part of west Texas to the hilly, greener part with lots of big oak and pine trees. We remained surrounded, all the time, by hordes of 18-wheeler trucks hauling freight and comprising more than 50% of the traffic on I-10 until we got inside the city limits of San Antonio or Houston. Having spent 5 days traveling 2,800 miles, mostly 10-12 hours a day, we cannot imagine driving a truck as a full-time job. It looks like hard, boring work that must take a huge toll on one’s health and mental state. We hope we’re wrong, as there are so very many Americans who do this for a living, ensuring the rest of us have the goods we want to buy, available in our local markets.
We arrived at Cathryn’s parent’s home at 4pm and had a wonderful visit with them for 5 hours, including Cathryn’s sister Anne and her husband Eric for an hour too. We last saw them in October, so it was good to see how they’re all doing (well) and catch up on the latest family news. We plan to return for a longer visit sometime in February, or no later than March, depending on how things go with the boat in the next month or so.
Tomorrow: another 600-mile day, which should put us beyond Mobile, Alabama into the Panhandle of Florida somewhere.
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