On the road again. Heading towards Texas. Our friends Bob & Pat are leading the way to the San Antonio area. We really have no particular plans. So we thought we’d go along for the ride. We wanted to visit San Antonio and The Alamo anyways. So when is it a better time than with friends.
Something you don’t really think about, or know about, until you are on the road in the south. Border Patrol Inspection Stations. Not only does border patrol guard our borders, they also survey the streets and interstate highways.
While you’re driving down the interstate, at any moment you may come across a border patrol inspection station. You must stop and be prepared to answer the questions that are thrown at you. Not that they are particularly difficult questions, such as how many people are in your rig. This gives the border patrol dogs enough time to sniff your vehicle and the inspector to decide if you are a threat or not. I must say, we have never been detained. We apparently are not threatening in the least. Maybe it’s the New York plates. Maybe it’s the sign in our front window etched with our names. I guess we just scream TOURIST! I must say, the men, women and dogs of the US Border Patrol are hard working people. We do appreciate everything they do.
Anyway…we’re heading towards the San Antonio area. We’ll probably be there in the next day or two. Unless something interesting catches our eye and we stop. That’s the beauty of no schedule. I could get used to this.