We’re driving down the highway at 65 mph, and I see the mirror part of the right outside mirror just go away. It fell out. No point in pulling over to go back and get it; there won’t be anything usable there. The rest of the mirror assembly is still in place though.
The problem now is, that looking at that gaping hole, I can imagine an eyeball that’s fallen out and I’m looking into the guts behind it.
Not that big a problem though. We’re at Texas Custom Coach in Pipe Creek between Bandera and Boerne (pronounced “Bernie”) now, getting a few things squared away before our trip to Alaska in May, so we just added that mirror piece to our list.
Here the bus is, parked next to all its cousins.
That’s our camping spot for the next several days. 50 amp service and we’ve got plenty of water.
Later today, standing outside, a giant bird came screaming past. I don’t mean screaming fast, I mean literally screaming his head off.
It was the Bandera Macaw. Someone down the road has a parrot and lets it out to exercise. It swoops around and yells for a while (didn’t quite get the focus on the flying picture).
…then flies back home.
Life on the road.