Houston, TX

Shortly after leaving Sabine Pass, we encountered a major storm; the rain was the worse we
had seen on our entire trip. The service roads in Houston were completely flooded, and the only drivers to brave them were aggressive pickup drivers. We felt like we were in Venice with no gondola. We stopped just outside Houston to purchase propane and gas at Flying J. Gas was no problem, but the attendant would not fill our propane tank because it was "too cold." It was 50 degees!
We finally found an ideal campground in Willis, about 30 miles north of Houston. Our site was free of mud puddles, the facilities were clean and well maintained, and we even had a scenic pond. That was quite a change from our week in Sabine Pass.

Later that evening we removed our propane tank from the trailer and took it back to North Houston. We stopped at the same truck stop for propane. The temperature had risen to 58 degrees with no rain. However the attendant still maintained it was too cold! Jerry asked, "So how warm does it have to be in Texas before you will fill propane tanks." The answer: "Somewhere above 60." So that's the perception of winter in Houston!
The highpoint of the day was a terrific dinner with on of Gloria's former high school students, Minh Chau, who was working in Houston. The delicious food, great service, and good conversation washed away the Flying J propane refusals.