San Angelo is a tick over 100 miles from Brownwood but I took back country roads to check out little dusty Texas settlements so logged over two hundred miles getting there on xmas day. Gene had told me there was nothing special about San Angelo but that the people were great, they seem to be but it is my first time since moving to Texas that I have seen homeless people living under an overpass.
Spent the night in a value inn, comfy bed, good pillow, no bugs, quite. Denny’s was open but jam packed full so xmas dinner was a tuna sammich from Stripes, fine with me. Figured I deserved some xmas poontang so I screwed my hand, a spirit does what a spirit must do.
Didn’t take any pictures there, you can learn all you may want to know about it on the internut. But on the way home I did take a picture of the fine grocery store in Paint Rock. Just out of town was a sign about Indian Petroglyphs so turned down a dirt road for a ways but never saw any. I did see a plaque and two fucking lazy buffalo.
Anyway, a nice lazy adventure over the holiday.