You may remember Crazy Marti from my trip write up for Lajitas and Big Bend
. Well, she struck again. Her family was getting together in Kentucky for Thanksgiving and she asked if I might be up for a road (or is that air) trip. I did want to spend Thanksgiving Day with my hubby, so we made plans for a Friday/Saturday trip - weather permitting, of course. Long story short, the weather did not cooperate outside of Texas so I reluctantly canceled.
Marti did not protest about canceling the Kentucky run, but she suggested "I'm already packed. Anywhere else we could go?" It was a little too chilly to make a run to the coast and we had just been west a few months earlier, so I threw out the idea of visiting my mom in Corsicana. My mom is great, you'd all love her. I called mom to see if she was up for last minute visitors and the reply was of course. OK, a plan is starting to get hatched.
Then, Scott suggested if I was going to see my mom I should drop in on his mom, too. Oh, what a great idea. We have an RV. It doesn't matter that she is 100 miles the opposite direction in San Antonio. I floated the idea to Marti. She was game, but asked if we could make a side trip to El Mercado for a gift while we were there. The texts and phone calls started flowing to the mother-in-law and FBO in San Antonio. Success. The plan was set and I told Marti to meet me a the airplane at 11. Well, 11 came and went. It turned out Marti got a new phone that morning and the data transfer was not going smoothly. With a husband and two kids, it was understandable she didn't want to be out of touch for a couple days. So, 11 became 12, and we finally made our way to San Antonio. But hey, her new phone takes great pictures.
Scott's mom picked us up at the airport and we headed off for lunch.
After some tasty Tex-mex, she gave us the keys to her car and our duo headed downtown to El Mercado. Traffic was busy on the day after Thanksgiving, and there was a celebration going on at the market. We cruised through many a parking lot for at least 15 minutes and finally found a space.
Since we were already an hour behind, we walked Tanya speed (ask Scott) into the market and found our quarry, a perfect 3-foot flamingo for a holiday exchange gift.
Oh, back story you ask? Crazy Marti took a 5 foot flamingo (named Freddy) on a bucket list trip to Alaska with a few friends. Freddy had his picture taken all over the great state of Alaska. Well, our new addition was a little smaller, so he was dubbed Freddito, but his mission was the same - lots of pictures on our adventure until gift time.
It was time to boogie back to the airport as the sun was getting low and we had a flight time to Corsicana of about an hour and a half. It doesn't happen often, but the blue knob and black knob were on the firewall and we were blowing through the air at 160 knots. Forget about economy cruise for this leg! We landed as the sun set, and mom was waiting for us (me, Marti, and Freddito) on the ramp. We took our time preparing 22C for the evening while watching the daylight wane.
It was off to mom's house for some dinner, wine, lots of gabbing, and a couple games.
The next morning, we headed to my sister's house for breakfast on the lake. We were getting as much Tanya family as we could in one trip. Oh, wait, there is a nephew that just finished building a house on the lake. We can get in one more on the way back to town.
One final stop at the Russell Stover's factory to complete the trip. Marti ended up with a 2' x 3' Witman's sampler box for her daughter's 13th birthday. Oh my, another teenage in our midst (yes, she likes to fly, too).
It wasn't quite the adventure we had envisioned, but it was a great 24 hours.