Red Roof Inn & Conference Center Lubbock
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... brothers. They were Yugoslavians. All that changed in 1990. The Cold War ended. The Berlin Wall came down. Communism was dead, and old ethnic tensions thawed. The Croats declared independence as well as the Bosnians. The Yugoslavian army, controlled by the Serbs, was ordered into Croatia and Bosnia, and eventually Kosovo. The civil war here would last a decade. Hundreds of thousands would die. The Yugoslavian basketball team would never play together ...
... centuries here. Napoleon, Hitler, Stalin, and even Bill Clinton left indelible footprints here. The Balkan region is like a jigsaw puzzle that has been cut, recut, and cut again. The holy waters of the Mediterranean surround the Balkans as the expansive Alps run right through it. Europe's longest river, the Danube, flows through the Balkans to the Black Sea. This breathtaking beauty is juxtaposed against a dark historical past. This is Europe's ...
Saturday morning was a reasonably leisurely morning in Lubbock, before setting off just over the state border into New Mexico.
A few cells popped and had a go, but just couldn't get their asses in gear, and started to go outflow dominant (Updraft Puking again!). We did however go Hail hunting and manage to get into some ping pong / walnut size hail. The sound it makes bouncing off the van and the Polycarbonate roof is ...
States: 7 (Colorado, Nebraska, Iowa, Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas)
Oreos Eaten: 6 + Normal Minis + Reeses Minis
Vans Stuck: 1
New Chaser paints invented: 1 - Haboob Brown.
Day 5 started with a 7 hour grind to target area from Witchita, I don't mind the travelling but my body starts complaining after a while.
We just got to the area around Tulia / Plainview TX in time for a couple of cells to ...
... our drive was flat and dry as far as the eye could see. Until we got to the outskirts of Lubbock, rising up out of the flatlands was a cute little neighborhood. It had broad porches, neat little (green) yards, gas lamps burning on the porches, and a brick townhall. It felt like we had landed in the Stepford; everything was eerily perfect. I'm exaggerating, but only slightly (check out ...