Last words out of my beloved's mouth before he let me loose on Black Friday at the Quarry in San Antonio, "You look awfully cute, don't let anyone pick up on you." My response, "Like someone is is going to pick up on me in the middle of the afternoon along a major street. Good bye honey I love you."
So I start on the walk home, with a Longhorn Co-oP bag in each hand, up one street, bear left on the next past the second HEB and Steinmart, confirm with cyclist that Nagadoches is the street slightly bearing left, stay on Nagadeoches until turn right on Country Club, the left on Haskin. No problemo.
I passed the old limestone quarry with is now an exclusive golf course and country club, if it's not apts and shopping, past San Antonio sewer caps, past incredible homes.
Nagadoches is a major, well traveled 2 lane street with turn lane in the middle. I sensed a car slowing behind me, then stopping. I turned to see who is was, had to be a stranger since I only know 3 people in SA and 2 are at work and one is taking a nap. Stopped next to me is in a white-haired gentleman probably in his 70's, in a Texas-sized sedan. He rolls down the window, just says hi, smiles, nods his head, rolls the window up and drives off. No one honks in the line of traffic he stopped. I just laughed.
Must have been the Longhorn bags in each hand.