Time Out

Orange Juice and Chicken Soup of course...

Austin, Texas---The truth is my worst fear happened. I got sick. A chest cold, sinus infection and fever that started in Gulfport had kept me down 3 days there and even though I felt terrible, I drove the 9 hours it took to get from there to Austin. My friend in Austin is a singer and I showed up at her gig just as they were starting a set. But I couldn't stay...it was all I could do to get somewhere and go back to bed.

I took directions to the house and headed for a neighborhood in Round Rock, Texas and for the past week, I have been sequestered in a guest bedroom letting the antibiotics that my doctor in Florida had called in to a Mississippi Walgreens, do the trick. And in two words my experience of a town I have wanted to see for about 30 years has been: this sucks.

But I'm feeling better and going to venture out to see a friend in San Antonio, about a 1-1/2 hour drive.

Plus I want to see the Alamo. And I'm hoping things will go better for me than it did for them.