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Saturday's Texas Adventure, Part 3.

From the apartments, I saw some of the Locke Hill stuff I posted yesterday, and headed to UTSA.

My college years were a wierd time. I was both incredibly happy and incredible sad. I really didn't think about why I felt this way until recently. My transgender "crisis" was looming for the two years I was at UTSA, ending in a very not good way that I'll avoid talking about cause Facebook has triggers about that sort of thing.

But at the same time, for the first time, my best friends were all in the same spot. Amy was going to UTSA, Steph was going to UTSA (I may be misremembering - my memory is not the most reliable for these days)...maybe Umber as well?. Eventually Hattie was going to UTSA. Everyone was RIGHT THERE. And that made me happy in a very very very ugly time.

I miss those days while at the same time, I don't.

I ended up getting stuck in traffic TWICE getting out of UTSA, resulting in me burning almost an HOUR trying to get to my next desitination. Realizing that I was going to go pretty far, I decided to skip doing anymore local stuff and instead book it to my FARTHEST destination, almost two hours away.

It was about 5PM when I got to a turn off I wanted to explore while I was here - the old road between Junction and Mountain Home. I'd seen it on an old map from the 1930s and had never been there before. And since it was on the way, I took it.

I did not expect to stumble on a ghost town.

Segovia was not ever big to begin with, being pretty much ten people at it's largest at the end of the 1930s. It hosted some vacation getaways being on the main road to Junction, but outside of that and a grocery store, wasn't much.

I'd always thought that the old decrepit buildings just off the freeway were old Segovia. But I didn't realize that the old road I was on was the highway at the time, and that the real Segovia was hiding back there.

There's not much left, just the old grocery store, but it's stonework is farily well preserved. You can clearly read that it's the Post Office, and if you look carefully, you can see that it's also the grocery store.

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