I flew into San Antonio this evening as the sun was setting. It’s my first time in Texas. The sun was hot on the airplane window and the city was shrouded in haze. I think it’s the first time I’ve ever been happy to see summer-ish smog.
Sure enough, it was as warm outside as in, and the air was thick with humidity and Spanish. I hopped in a cab and within a few minutes we crested a gentle rise from the flatlands of the airport and the skyline came into view: Lots of big buildings and a tower ringed with light bulbs. Yellow, incandescent light bulbs. My work is never done.