I have driven and driven and driven and ended up in Bowie, TX. I wanted to make it all the way to Wichita Falls, but we left New Orleans too late. This is the first hotel we come to, and we pay a princely sum. I think: I should have booked.
Instead I relied on intuition and vibration. Gas prices are skyrocketing, and we have a mini-meltdown over it. This room is too small to contain us, so I have to step out for a breather.
