And we're back to New Mexico...for a very important birthday.

We finally have a decent dinner, take pix of rusting ruins, and revel in being a role model for young marrieds.

We go to Doc’s...and I realize I’m I’m Napoleon of screw ups and the Alexander of fiascos.

We see more of Corpus Christi, discover some amazing murals and art deco architecture...and view some scars from recent economic downturns.

We meet Corpus Christi, and discover it is -- yikes! -- a real city.

Our 43rd anniversary (whoa). And I begin our wild and woolly Corpus Christi tour.