South Texas, Big Bend, and the Rio Grande; or the Time a Javelina Stole Becka’s Flip Flops.

Snake count 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 (three rattlesnakes, but luckily we saw the big ones from the car and the little one was fast asleep in the sun) Yep, that’s right, a Javelina stole my flip flops. That’s best-case scenario. Otherwise it was a coyote, or worse, a creepy desert person. Dan and I stayed just outside Big… Continue reading South Texas, Big Bend, and the Rio Grande; or the Time a Javelina Stole Becka’s Flip Flops.