I’m still trying to get back into my usual daily life and am still utterly fatigued, so the photo posts and updates about my trip will probably be slow in coming, but I wanted to start with the very last thing that happened just before I left yesterday.

That is a crazy one-car wreck. Mom and I were sitting in the living room with the door open and didn’t hear anything until all the sirens in town went off and started heading in our direction. Naturally, we ran outside, and I grabbed my camera. Someday I will get that award-winning news photo. This one isn’t it, but I had to have some photos, because a) a weird wreck like this at the corner by my mom’s house is unusual and b) a wreck like this is just unusual. How the hell did this person manage to flip their car on that bridge?! And how did they do it so quietly we didn’t hear a thing?

I was a little more timid than I usually am about running into situations snapping photos, because I was afraid someone might be dead, and I didn’t know how the local police are about photographers. The last thing I needed was to get into a situation of my own with the police when I really wanted to be on my way home. Notice a dead or maimed person wouldn’t have stopped me from getting right up on the wreck, because the camera lens is a great shield. I can look at anything through a camera lens and then it’s just a photo. Not to mention, the news business runs thick in my genes, and I’ve seen a lot of things no one else would ever want to look at. Not cold-hearted. Just capable of complete emotional detachment when the need arises.

But … no one died! No one was even seriously injured. The guy driving the car walked away from this wreck with what appeared to be a dislocated shoulder and some cuts on one arm and hand. Talk about lucky. Viva modern safety measures! For that matter, once they’d put the car in its upright position, even it didn’t look all that bad, though I’m sure the insurance company will declare it a total loss.

Anyway, that was how my trip ended. Then I hopped in the truck and headed home, passing two more wrecks in Fredericksburg, one in Dripping Springs, and three on MOPAC as I made my way across Austin. What the hell was up with the wrecks yesterday? It was a pretty, sunny, dry and warm day! Very odd, though this one was the oddest wreck of all I saw on my journey home. I’d really like to know how one flips a car on that bridge without damaging the bridge!