So there we were, stranded in Humble. But things were looking up. We got a good quote for our car problem, spent gift card money on tasty Starbucks beverages, and we soon got word that some friends of friends in the area wanted us to play at their church on Sunday morning. So, we went off to amuse ourselves in Old Town Spring.
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| Apparently, Old Town Spring has world famous hat makers. Who knew? |
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| So...it's not kettle corn? I'm confused by the quotation marks. And "the good stuff" just raises all sorts of questions about what goes into that sweet and salty treat. |
The next morning, we played at
this church full of wonderful people. And when they heard about our car troubles, they significantly lightened the weight of our CD case (and our minds, contemplating that mechanic bill) with their generous purchases and donations! We made new friends, were treated to some really delicious home-cooked food and, except for sleep deprivation and clothes that were starting to be able to stand up on their own, we ended up with a pretty great weekend!
Of course, that didn't mean we weren't ecstatic on Monday at noon when we got the call that our car was fixed and ready to go.
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| On the road again! |
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| I never thought I get so much wear out of those pants. By the end of the trip, plum was a new neutral . |
So that's our story. Not that dramatic, but the generosity of old friends and new acquaintances in taking us into their homes, feeding us, driving us around, and getting us paying gigs for the weekend was truly remarkable, making it a weekend that I won't soon forget. Thank you, Houston-area! May we meet again much later, under better circumstances.
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