Did I say no mercy for Becky and Brian?

 

…by “no mercy” I mean a trip to the National Butterfly Center.

 

 

 

With a view of the Rio Grande.

 

Then to Anzalduas Park

 

Also with a view of the Rio Grande, and a sister park directly across the river on the Mexican side.

 

Every time you see a dignitary standing at the river reporting on the national crisis at the border, they’re standing right here!  This is ground zero of the border crisis!  Border Patrol and sheriffs on our side, the sound of children and families laughing and playing together from the other side.

 

And, receiving significantly less coverage, the national crisis of alligators.

 

We toured the Old Hidalgo Pumphouse that for almost a hundred years pumped water out of the Rio Grande to irrigate the agriculture of the Valley.  It did that, even after the hurricane of 1933 that re-routed the Rio Grande a half-mile south and they had to dig a ditch to get the water from the river back to the pumphouse.

 

And finally, a stop at Kahn’s Mongolian Grill for dinner.

 

There was a thumping at Joker tonight, but it’s not really important to report who won…