ROAD REPORT
FRI JAN 1, 1999
FREDERICKSBURG, TX

GOVERNMENT OFFICIAL: "FIRST LADY LIVING ALONE! WITHOUT PRESIDENT!!"

While sweeping the Texas Hill Country, south of Austin, for news you can use, ROAD REPORT was shocked to learn not only that Ladybird Johnson was still alive, but that she was living in the "Texas White House, just down the road a piece, from where LBJ is buried"!

We were given the information firsthand by a National Parks Department official, on duty New Years Eve. She did not ask for anonymity, but we did forget to ask her name. As well, we failed to write down her name as it was clearly printed on her badge.

None the less, we were then given a tour of Lyndon B. Johnson's boyhood home in Johnson City [not named for LBJ!], which we enjoyed immensily. Price of both information and tour: FREE! Unlike the price of freedom! [see story below!].

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THE TEXANS ARE REVOLTING!!

Tell us something we didn't know...

At this hour, Texas still controls the Alamo, despite a brief setback in the early 1800's when 192 Freedom Fighters gave their life so that one day Texas could be free to open a Foot Locker across the street next to the Marriot Riverwalk.

We're not sure why it took 4000 Mexicans 13 days to gain access, as we were able to walk right in and have complete run of the place!

Before proceeding however, we stopped in at the IMAX spectacular "ALAMO - The Price of Freedom". It turns out that the Price of Freedom is seven dollars and ninety-five cents.

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EXPLOSIONS ROCK SAN ANTONIO!

You'd think it was the last year of the twentieth-century the way these San Antonians do run around and party. But party they did, and ROAD REPORT with them, as 1999 was rung in.

An enormous fireworks display took place at the big needle tower thingie in the middle of town and had it not been for the shroud of fog rolling into town, we might have been able to see them! Given the weather in much of the country though, ROAD REPORT won't complain.

Besides we had our own explosions that evening after we enjoyed a delicious Mexican meal on the banks of the San Antonio River [which conveniently runs through the Marriot!].

As if that wasn't enough noise, Paul Ridenour was still with us, and shared our hotel room along with his still lovely wife Dottie.  After stalking us from Austin to San Antonio, we believe we've finally lost them, but we had to go to the tiny, charming, German town of Fredericksburg, TX to do it. [Click here for previous Ridenour story]

Ah, the price of freedom...Happy New Year America!

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