From here, we made our way to the Texas Ranger Hall of Fame Museum.
The collection of guns was stimulating. One corner of the museum was a dress up station. Evan wanted to know if he would have worn chaps, hats, and badges in a museum as a kid. I told him hell yeah. That would have been the highlight of the trip.
As a reward for spending an hour looking at guns, I got to go to the Silos.
Wes refused to stop when he saw the lines, though. He didn't think a home decorating store was worth the wait. Clearly, he doesn't appreciate the finer things in life.
Next stop was the Czech Stop Bakery in West. My kolache was perfect! It's a good thing I don't live anywhere near I-35!
Now that everyone has had caffeine and sugar the truck is alive with basketball trade talks and debates about next year's season. Three hours of this talk might trigger me. I need earphones.
Two. More.Hours.
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