Timothy thought he'd ride home from Houston in an old fashioned flatboard buggy. Unfortunately, with no horses and a railed in porch barrier, he was forced to come home with us in the car instead (He was not happy about that, but that might just have been the hours he had already spent in the car).By the way, if you ever stop at this steakhouse in a repurposed ranchhouse with a buggy on the porch, enjoy the pictures but don't bother staying for the food... awful.
