TimesToCome

After cleaning up the mess we bailed for parts unknown. All my jeans and sweats were covered in wet mud from the cleanup and electricity was no where in sight.

We drove about halfway to 290 before we found an open gas station with gas and a line only about a dozen cars long. People were filling up cans and cans of gasoline for generators. The place stank of gas and I hated being there. It felt like an explosion waiting to happen.

We drove for another hour before finding coffee and dug out a map and settled on San Antonio. There are very few hotel rooms open here. There are tons of refugees from the Houston area here.

About halfway here we had a phone call telling us electricity was coming back online in The Woodlands. Our home wasn’t in the first batch but it is possible we are on now, at least according to Entergy’s graphic heavy map. The marketing dept. must’ve designed it. Entergy has a map of outages for hurricane victims but it is so over loaded with crap you need a high speed internet connection to view it.

I tried to buy new jeans yesterday with no luck. Every pair we saw was either cut lower than my underwear line or padded with a girdle. WTF? Girdles in jeans? I think not.

San Antonio is wonderful and we’re getting a chance to visit with the cousin and her husband.