Finally, we hit the road on August 1. From then, we spent a couple of days simply to cross Texas. Texas is huge, man. It can be a continent by itself. Sceneries on both sides of freeway (I-20) were, as a whole, boring—desert, desert, desert, a big city (Dallas), desert, desert, desert. Spending a night at CM’s cousin’s place was fun. They live in a rural town outside of Dallas. They took us to the local flea market (CM calls this the “elephant” market because of the size of market. It stretches miles, actually). We walked around under the scorching sun, but it was fun to me because the sun doesn’t bother me at all.
After passing the Mississippi River, suddenly sceneries changed. From desert, desert, desert, a big city, desert, desert ... to green, green, green, a little big town (?), green, green, green. I felt more comfortable, surrounded by greenery, anyway.
