We’re
driving down the highway at 65 mph, and I see the mirror part of the right
outside mirror just go away. It fell
out. No point in pulling over to go back
and get it; there won’t be anything usable there. The rest of the mirror assembly is still in place
though.
The
problem now is, that looking at that gaping hole, I can imagine an eyeball that’s
fallen out and I’m looking into the guts behind it.
Not
really a big problem. We’re at Texas
Custom Coach in Pipe Creek between Bandera and Boerne (pronounced “Bernie”), getting
a few things squared away before our trip to Alaska, so we just added that
mirror piece to our list.
Here
the bus is, parked next to all its cousins.
That’s
our camping spot for the next several days.
50 amp service and we’ve got plenty of water.
Later
today, standing outside, a giant bird came screaming past. I don’t mean screaming fast, I mean literally
screaming his head off.
It
was the Bandera Macaw. Someone down the
road has a parrot and lets it out to exercise.
It swoops around and yells for a while (didn’t quite get the focus on
the flying picture).
…then
flies back home.
Life
on the road.
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