DAY 10
Tuesday, July 22, 2014Dallas, Texas, USA to San Antonio, Texas, USA
Weather: Sunny, 36 celsius
Javier and Ricardo have traveled to Dallas before but this was my first time in the city. As much as I would have liked to take a lengthy tour, we were really anticipating arriving at our destination so we decided to just stop for brunch and continue our journey. We found our way to a small restaurant serving tacos; not the typical American-style tacos, but the real deal. They were so tasty that I didn't even stop to take a photo.
During the month of July, the sun hits Dallas pretty hard, and the air conditioner in our 1999 Honda Civic sounds like a lawn mower, so it made for a very hilarious, sometimes annoying and periodically hot ride. We turned off the AC when we wanted to hear our favourite music, or when the car started to heat up, and then we'd switch it back on full blast and enjoy the rumbling noise and cool air. It's amazing how you can get used to an obnoxiously loud noise after a couple hours.
Every US state has it's own vibe, it's own culture. As you drive through Texas, there is a distinctive feeling that you are very close to Mexico. The state of Texas actually used to be part of Mexico, before it was sold to the US for $18,250,000 in 1848.
Around 4.5 hours later, we arrived in Austin, Texas and stoped at Twin Peaks for lunch.
It was fairly busy for a Tuesday afternoon. Plenty of tables with men talking over beers, and a couple of families with toddlers running around between the tables.
On our way out, we took this photo of Ricardo with our server.
You can find another shot of the restaurant here.
Back on the highway, we headed for San Antonio, about 2 hours away. We booked a hotel near the downtown area, hoping to have a chance to explore the San Antonio Riverwalk.
It wasn't until we arrived at the Super 8 in San Antonio that we noticed Javier's bag was missing (with all our passports inside!). After a few brief moments of panic, I called the Twin Peaks restaurant and sure enough, a server had noticed the bag on a chair and put it safely away. We realized we had no choice but to drive back to the restaurant in Rolling Rock near Austin to pick it up.... 2 hours away. After a full day of driving, this was not an exciting prospect, but we had no choice. We unhitched the trailer and I took the driver's seat this time. We headed north as the sun was going down, and managed to make it back to the hotel in San Antonio by 12am. Around this time of night, there are not many options for food, so after a little debating, we just skipped dinner and flopped into bed.
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