We also needed to get Diesel Fuel for the truck and some groceries (we plan to cook most of our own meals here in South Padre Island (SPI) as it's called here). There is also a Golden Corral in Brownsville (there are several within an hour). So we decided we'd "go to town" today. We figured the beach might be crowded today with it being the weekend, and that's the only other thing we had planned for today. So we took off back across the bridge through Port Isabel (which is on the land side of the bridge to SPI). As we drove over there we passed what looks like a fun time.
A Pirate restaurant and "show" thing. Mr. C seems to want to do it. We would for sure if we had the grands with us, but just for us, I'm not so sure. We'll see, though.
So we drove, following Gypsy's directions and got to Brownsville, after passing huge shrimp places with boats etc., these two pictures below that we don't have a clue what they were, something somebody was building with lots of cranes etc. There were lots of "tidal flats" for want of a better term with lots of birds of all kinds. We even saw a Spoonbill, but didn't get a chance to stop and take his picture.
We asked Gypsy to take us to Golden Corral and checked and the address Gypsy has was the same address we had gotten on the Golden Corral website. We followed Gypsy's directions to the letter and ended up in a housing area, and then further back into a new area of the housing area when suddenly Gypsy says, "Navigate OFF-ROAD for 300 ft". HUH!!!???!!! We've never had her do that before. She's tried to drop us off a bridge (in the Smokies, at the Cherokee end where a road crosses the Blue Ridge Parkway our last 2 and our son's GPSs have all told us to take a left or right off that bridge at one time or another (and I mean directly off that bridge onto the road below), but I digress. . . No, we weren't going through a fence into somebody's field to please Gypsy, so we turned her off and back tracked until we got back into the business area. Low and behold, when we turned her back on, she told us to get back on 77 South and then proceeded to take us exactly where she should have taken us in the first place. We'll never figure it out, but it sure gave us a frustrated laugh or two. Apparently Gypsy just doesn't like Texas or something. Our son says his GPS does not like Texas, either and they think it's because there are so many frontage roads and so many roads close together (in cities) that the satellite can't pick up the correct car or road???
Anyway, we made it to Golden Corral, finally and had the pleasure of hearing an older Hispanic woman serenaded by two older Hispanic gentlemen. We weren't sure if they were actual employees of Golden Corral or something set up by her family (3 young women and children were with the older woman). We think it was her birthday, but it wasn't Happy Birthday they were singing. It was quite beautiful and the guitar playing was really good. This Golden Corral is an older GC and we would probably only rate it about a 3-4 in our personal rating system (I've told you before, we LOVE Golden Corral and have been to them everywhere we go. So far, Springfield, IL, Albuquerque, NM, and Branson, MO have the best we've been to. I wish they'd use us as "secret shoppers", LOL. I know our eating habits are boring and are indeed HABITS. I read other people's blogs about all the places they try but we just aren't adventurous eaters, we like what we like and in general, it's plain old "home style" cooking and we find that at Golden Corral (at least most of the time).
Then we went across the street to Walmart, got fuel and some groceries and I got a present. . . I love my big Sony camera, especially for taking "action" shots as it has a sports mode, but. . . it's so big and heavy, you can't just slip it into your pocket and take it along. It's cumbersome, and not good for places like the beach etc. Yes, we do have a water tight camera for places where we plan to get ourselves and the camera wet, but for quick walks along the beach or other places,
I really wanted a smaller camera. So. . . this is the result:
Here are the first three pictures, right out of the box before I bothered to read the instructions, of course:
No, he wasn't after me with the knife, he was cutting up a watermelon we had just purchased.
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