Yesterday we ventured over to Smithville, TX. There claim to fame is the movie Hope Floats was filmed there. I never saw the film, so I don't have a point of reference. Smithville has a small downtown and that is about it. It looks like at one time in history the railroad played an important part of the town. The place could use a little sprucing up. As far as tourists are concerned, there isn't really a draw there. I'm sure the local chamber of commerce would disagree.
Then since we were already out we road around the local state park. St. Andrews State Park in Panama City Beach, FL is the standard which we compare all other parks to. This one is your standard park with a couple of camping loops, rental rustic cabins overlooking the lake, hiking trails, scenic overlooks, fishing, and assorted rental pavilions. Exiting the park the ride back to Bastrop was more scenery than development. We remarked that the few homes we did see, were well off the beaten path. If you are neighbor adverse, those homes would make you very happy.
Locally we shopped in the Hispanic market. The gringos were in the minority in that shop. I got a hunk of fresh chicharon, a pastry and a croissant. Vrai got some hispanic chips and some candies. Then we hiked over to the cantina for tacos and tamales. The tamale was a bit dry but the taco made up for it. They have a fixin bar. I asked if the sauce was hot. I got a Oh Yeah reply. I skipped that stuff. I had the roasted looking sauce that was spicy but tolerable for my delicate palate.
Speaking of hispanic markets, they have a beverage that I only see down here. Topo Chico. Topo in italian means rat. Chico was what we called the hispanic kid in high school. His given name was Hernan, which I never heard before. So I wasn't sure what it was. I got 1 to try. It reminds me of Perrier water. Fizzy water. They have a few flavors along with just plain ole fizzy.
We finished our evening off by listening to the band at Neighbors bar. Then strolled around downtown. There were several venues offering live music. Next weekend is a car show and Veteran's weekend. The town should be jumping.
The river is finally receding. The entire playground is now visible. The last 2 days have exposed a lot of the land that was submerged since we arrived over a week ago. Of course it rained again last night, but it wasn't much. Just enough to keep the temperature low.
Today we ventured out a lot further. La Grange was our final destination. It's a county seat of a bordering county. They have a proper town square with a courthouse. Lots of local businesses, several of which were closed on a Sunday. Fans of the movie Best Little Whorehouse in Texas will recognize the Chicken Ranch, which the movie is based on. It's the local house if ill repute that didn't close until 1973. The visitor's center has an entire exhibit of various newspaper clippings of the ranch. Vrai was eyeing 1 of the Chicken Ranch souvenir T shirts. I was hoping she would by it. Speaking of T shirts, she wore 1 of her Nebraska T shirts today. People will always come up to her when she wears it. 1 guy offered up condolences on the cornhuskers losing their football game yesterday.
There is a big lake just outside of La Grange that looks like it might be a good fishing hole. I'll have to do some research and see if I can add it to my fishing spot list.
I'll upload some pictures later.