So far the best thing about Texas is the highway, very smooth. Big oil money equals big taxes. With gas prices at an all time high, it makes sense that they'd put a lot of bucks into the roads.
But wait, here we are passing by Groom, Tx., and ahead is a sign advertising "The Largest Cross In The Western Hemisphere". Not just in Texas, but on this whole side of the planet!!
It promises to be "the spiritual experience of a lifetime". Wow! Maybe on my spiritual quest, I've reached my destination. We investigate.
It is HUGE. I'll bet they can see it from the space station.
And, there is nothing else here, no town, no souvenir shop, no restroom. Just this big cross. No people here either, only these bronze statues of figures bearing crosses , like they were somehow caught here and frozen in bronze
forever to bear these crosses.I feel like I'm in a Stephen King novel, something is about to get me, and its not the holy spirit. Way creepy, gives this young Jewish boy (who also claims minor carpentry skills) the willies. We take photos as evidence and quickly depart across the desert. The Promised Land must be elsewhere.
It all makes some kind of lopsided sense now.Meanwhile Bowzer meditates. As his paws twitch and his eyes flutter, I can hear his mantra, "Taste the kitty, must taste the kitty".
Life is so uncomplicated for him.later
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