I’m leaving for the US (Houston, Texas) with my father next week for cancer treatment (I am the patient). Don’t know how long the stay is going to be. To keep optimistic I like thinking about doing fun things - motivates me to think I have to be well in order to do them.
Nobody’s mentioned the sensory overload that is Buc-ee’s yet?
I got sent to Texas for work one year and I asked someone about souvenirs because I try to collect a magnet from each state I visit. The lady talked for 20 minutes about how I need to go to buccees and how it’s the absolute best place. So I drove 45 minutes through Houston traffic to end up at a gas station that only had their own merch with a beaver on it.