Just got in from Vega a few minutes ago. My priorities this evening involve taking a shower to clean all the dust, paint chips, and Texas-Panhandle-wind-blown debris out of my hair; swilling down a bottle of Gatorade; and crashing for eight hours. If I hit the shower now, I’ll have time to do all that before I have to head to the office tomorrow morning.
I’ll try to post a full report, complete with photos, sometime tomorrow evening. In the meantime, I’ll just say that it was a good trip, I had a chance to help two historic motels in different ways, and I felt safe and protected on the road despite a couple of startling moments.
More later …