
We didn't stay here, but some of the party guests did. We dropped them off and went across the street to:

The Continental Club to see Dale Watson.
I liked this place. Cold beer, generous pours of tequila (maybe too generous) and a bumper sticker on their cooler that read BU ll SH it. Too bad, that does't read as well with this font. Nonetheless, anywhere in Texas that claims Bush is Bullshit, is okay with me...

And lo and behold, the following night we would require the services of a good 'ol gal self-named "Precious Darling Master"... She too was very generous with the liquor.

It was Easter weekend after all, and M. Anderson and I found ourselves in a town called Fredericksburg where a little religion seemd to be a running theme.

As did tourism and shopping.

This little guy didn't seem to be having much fun in Fredericksburg, but M. Anderson and I were quite pleased with our road trip.
To be continued.....
Posted by nora murphy at March 29, 2005 08:34 AM | TrackBack