We’re all over the place

  September 2018 trip map   (But just in South Texas.)  Now we’re in San Antonio.  Took a walk on the Salado Creek Greenway yesterday.   The last time we were here at this campground was in May on our way to Colorado.  Walked the same trail then.  This time felt a lot better than the last time; I was less tired at the end.  Last time was BS (Before Surgery).   The water level goes up and down at Sandpipers, it depends on the amount of rain.  There are still a few more things we want to do here so we’ll stay out a little longer.  

I’m a juror

  A case is put before me.  I’m presented only two witnesses.  They tell opposing stories, which are mutually exclusive; only one can be right, the other has to be wrong.  I have to decide.  Each story is compelling and credible.   Witness 1 has nothing to gain and everything to lose by telling their version of the story.  Witness 2 has everything to gain from their version of the story, don’t know if there is any more to lose; it’s already bad.   There is more to the story.  We know it’s out there, but I’m not allowed to know or consider it.  Witness 1 requests further information be allowed.  Witness 2 is evasive about allowing it.   The testimony of Witness 1 is heartfelt and gut-wrenching.  The testimony of Witness 2 is impassioned and expresses outrage, but some of that outrage is expressed while referring to notes, reading rehearsed talking points.   That’s it.  That’s all I have to go on.  Now I have to choose to believe one and not the other.   Witness 2 is not getting my vote.