
We have thus far had no trouble in Texas, which judging from the warnings I've received about the law enforcement community, is a very good thing indeed. The scenery west of San Antonio is beautiful; short, scraggly trees, rolling fields, small cactus everywhere, a sunset that seemed to last forever, and a starry night every bit as vibrant and alive as Van Gogh's. Today we'll be driving right by the southern border, and up to Albequerque.