JTFSSW Day 22 “Light at the end of the tunnel”
We are sitting in the San Antonio airport waiting for our flights, first to Houston and then to St Louis which is scheduled to get in at about 9PM. After 22 days we’re like eh, good enough, let’s just go relax at the airport. I almost got run over by a little old lady in the scramble from where you show your ID to where you put your stuff on the conveyer belt. The TSA people really really wanted to move people through so they did a lot of yelling and hand gestures. MBH asked me why I didn’t just move out of the old lady’s way and I told her the TSA guy didn’t think I was moving fast enough so he kept yelling at me to go to lane one. It was refreshing and disturbing at the same time that TSA was more worried about delays than passengers.
This morning we visited Market Square which is a very colorful tourist trap with all kinds of hand crafted Central American goods. I bought a leather wallet, MBH looked at espadrilles without success. The city made more money off our parking than the store did.
I have to claim success on the trip since were able to get everything we brought and bought back in our luggage, we never wore dirty clothes, not even once, and all the Airbnb reviews of us are glowing – we are the epitome of clean and excellent communicators which is clearly a description of MBH, not me.
One thing I found interesting about the trip is that mask wearing overall was greater in Texas and Arizona than New Mexico. The higher rates in urban vs rural was understandable, but I think (underline footstomp think) the wearing in New Mexico was less overall because people were simply tired of the much stricter restrictions without any clear benefit.
Tomorrow, the return to reality and a grocery store.
Until bloopers!
