We spent the morning packing, met Uncle Bruce for lunch, then watched Dawson play some indoor soccer. In Texas this means that you can bounce the ball off the side of the arena which makes for a much faster game, although a bit harder on the goalies.
Oddly, the traffic from Georgetown to Dallas was thick with frequent stops, but once we hit down town Dallas everything cleared up. We were stopped for an hour on the road by a nasty traffic accident — a truck hauling a camper had flipped over, both truck and camper. A medevac helicopter flew in to take people away.
After all that, we still made it to Texarkana before midnight.
Cousins, for no particular reason