To break up the drive down to San Antonio, we decided that we needed to stop outside of Dallas. Cari and I had predetermined that if we going to stop for the night, we might as well stay cheap to save us some cash along the way. Being fairly unfamiliar with what your money will buy you, we stayed at a Motel 6. Which I have renamed "Motel Sick". I very sure all Motel 6's are not as disturbing as this one happen to be. And I have to add that some of the guests were the most disturbing part. As they say, I think that we have learned our lesson: Sometimes twenty more dollars is a far better value than twenty less dollars. If you know what I mean. Needless to say, I don't have any pictures of the fine establishment to share. They might have confiscated the evidence as we checked out. ha ha
Well we made the best of it and put it behind us as we drove south. This is one of the quirky things that we stumbled onto as we stopped for gas. A giant cougar. Luke's school mascot is a cougar. Photo op! Poor thing must have lost his hand in a hunting accident.