Flats.
We missed a couple roads and ended up on the street level of Houston which
was a barrel of monkeys. We finally got turned around and back on the big
roads.
Minor run in with a fruitcake old dude who thought he needed to be in front
of us on the ferry. But, then a frigatebird flew over and made it all
better. Did you catch that? A magnificent frigatebird! How cool is that?