Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road

This is our second week in Texas and our second week of fun! Yeah I’m going to keep with the Texas is awesome phase for a little while. Last week put us in the Dallas/Fort Worth area and Waco, both crazy fun cities. While near Dallas we were able to have a home cooked meal with some of Josh’s family. His Aunt Kathy invited us over and made sure that everyone we know in the area was there. It was a table full! We had not seen most of them since a wedding three years ago. The last time we were at their house was more than two years ago, on our very first tour. That in itself is something to celebrate, we are still truckin along.

While in Waco we were visited by our tours sponsor; sort of an adrenaline charge, nerve searing day. I am confident we did a bang-up job presenting the tour and hopefully this will mean we get extended. Not that I’m dieing to spend a full year pushing this hard but it’s a great tour.

Once that was over we were heading closer to San Antonio, where more friends and family are. I bet you’re starting to wonder what any of this has to do with skunks. Well the post title comes from the massive amount of road kill skunks we saw on route! I’m not exaggerating when I say there was one every mile, we started counting. While having dinner with a college friend of ours in San Angelo the skunks came up. She mentioned that like many other critters here, there are mass migrations and well a thinning of the herd if you like.

So we have already had a chance to hang out with family, see friends, visit a museum and got a police escort. Oh did I not mention that! Yeah we had a police escort to our location in Kerrville.