Road Trippin through Texas | Part IV

Our fifth stop was at Enchanted Rock. Have you ever been there? It was breath taking, literally. Rewind to days before the trip, Rob showed me the web page for Enchanted Rock while scoping out different places to visit. I saw a beautiful piece of rock surrounded by greenery and hiking trails. So I figured, “Great! We’ll get pictures near the rock and on the hiking trails.” Little did I know that the actual rock was a hike, all by itself. Heh

We got there an hour before sunset, Saturday evening. The sky was blue and the rock was orange. Mind you, I still hadn’t awakened to the fact that hiking up the rock was on the agenda. After walking in the direction of the rock and nearing it, I noticed that the people in front of us were beginning to climb the rock and people were climbing down the rock, heading our way. It all made sense to me then. “Babe! Do we have to climb to the top?” There was a piiinch of terror in my voice. Rob laughed.

“Not if you don’t want to.” Phew. But as we climbed and climbed and climbed some more, the top of the rock didn’t seem to be getting any closer. I was gasping for air and shot my hand up like a toddler trying to communicate who hadn’t yet learned to talk. Rob handed me my water bottle and I inhaled it.

As we sat and contemplated whether to continue or not, an aged lady and what seemed to be her daughter, passed us on their way back down. Rob asked them how much further to the top. The old lady said, “Fifteen more minutes I think.” And she confirmed with her daughter. Then she looked back at us as cheekily and said, “The view is worth it. If I can do it, you guys can definitely do it.” Thanks for bruising my ego little old lady.

I motioned with my hand for Rob to continue along and I’d soon follow. We were pretty high then and I was able to see miles and miles of land before me. Trees, buildings, farms, roads and teeny-tiny cars. ‘Ok, you can do this. You work out three times a week for calories sake.’ I was up again, this time taking small strides. Finally, I made it to the top. I felt like Rocky and could even hear his theme song playing in my head. The view really was worth the climb. My photos will do the talking now.

After witnessing one of the most spectacular sunsets ever, we headed back home and called it a night. Stay tuned for the final part of our Texas adventure!

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Road Trippin through Texas | Part II

Trecera stop, Fredericksburg. When we told our Trini friends that we would be moving to Texas, the essence of Fredericksburg is what I think they all had in minds. This quaint city was rich with aged German architecture, adorable shops and farming. This is what their Subway restaurant looked like… and their Mc Donald’s, DQ, Burger King and Pizza Hut to list a few.

Sadly, that was the only photo I got on Main Street. Our plans to explore were foiled by another Macajuel lunch but this time accompanied by its syndrome, sleep. I’m getting ahead of myself here and into Saturday afternoon. Take one step backward please.

We first arrived in Friztown, as some call it, sometime after 6pm on Friday evening. Rob booked us a cottage for the weekend and I was ecstatic. Staying in a cottage as opposed to a hotel room was the epitome of our stay, in my opinion. It was cute, rustic and cozy! We were miles away from anyone and had our own pet rabbit for the weekend. Little buns or as Rob liked calling him rabes, as in rabies, would come out every morning and evening to snack on greens around the cabin. He seemed to be familiar with people because I got really close and he didn’t seem to mind.

The evening sun cast beautiful shadows and bursts of flare about the compound. It kissed and danced off the edges of flowers and bushes. It was all too magical and I wish the sun didn’t have to call it quits for the day. My photos didn’t do justice to the scene that we marvelled. Being there made me want to be proposed to again!

We ended the evening with a visit to the cinema and saw Spider Man 2. The movie was decent. I’m no #1 fan of the Spidey but this new series has been captivating to say the least.

Driving through the pitch-blackness on our way back to the cabin, we had to be weary of deer. Those dense fur-tails kept darting across the road as our car approached with its beaming headlights. At one point we had to stop completely because a deer froze in it tracks while crossing. Amused we were as the situation reminded us of an inside joke related to the Trini term, “Ah manicou ketch in headlights!”

Photos of cabin and sunset loveliness. Confession: The first three photos were actually taken at sunrise.

MDP-9{Our shower was adventurous on more levels than one}

MDP-13 MDP-10 MDP-15 MDP-18 MDP-19 MDP-20 MDP-22{Mr. Buns chillaxin in the shade}

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