Stop at Post Office

Today we drove from Baton Rouge to San Antonio which is around 468 miles. On the way we stopped off at a post office to mail some letters. See the picture of the post office. Interesting place. A very small town, but the post office was still a little difficult to find. Garmin did not know that they had a post office.

The trip was fairly routine, except that we arrived in San Antonio when the sun was directly in our eyes and had to negotiate going through the city to the west side with sun in our eyes and fairly heavy traffic. It is a good thing that Garmin was able to direct us through the interstate maze without being able to read signs much of the time. We made note that we need to change our schedule for arrival times if driving west about sunset time.

The Garmin now says we have traveled 1610.33 miles since we left home. As a public service I must warn anyone that owns a Garmin, do NOT plan to use it to navigate through Houston via I-10. The Garmin absolutely lost its mind and was wanting us to turn off the edge of the interstate and drive in square circles. We just ignored it and followed the road signs like we used to do before Garmin. Tomorrow we will be visiting the River Walk area of San Antonio and The Alamo which is in the same area.

Now that we are safely out of the state of Louisiana, I will make some observations on our travels in the state. We traveled several miles of off the main interstate system and I have never seen so many trailer homes (as they called them movable homes) in my life. These are not the new units supplied by FEMA after the hurricane. Most of them have been there for some time. As you drive down country roads you see about 4 or 5 trailer homes then maybe a fixed construction home (nothing large) and then a church all in some random order, but on a very repetitive basis. The only large southern mansions we saw was those that we specifically went out of our way to see. In the future when I see news reports telling about how those poor people have been displaced to trailer homes by Katrina, I will have to wonder what the truth really is. When we crossed the line over to Texas, the general appearance of living conditions seemed to improve considerably. Our path through Houston looked like all new very affluent living conditions. I was too busy trying to read signs to get a reading on San Antonio yet.