As my final foray into Dallas was to get cab money for the trip home, I am none too upset by the unsavory encounter:

I was waiting at the corner of a busy intersection. The "walk" light came on, and I began to cross. After a couple seconds (only enough time to sprint across the street), the "don't walk" started flashing. As I completed my crossing, a motorist honked at me, and turned in front of me. Had I been 15 feet further across, it could have gotten really unpleasant.

"Ya gotta stop fer the fuckin' laght!"

Her bad teeth, glasses and clear ignorance of basic traffic laws were enough to convince me that her mother, father, uncle and aunt could all be two people.

I'm sure Dallas is a charming city, and all (well most now) the texans I have met have been wonderful people. However, this week has shown me the unfortunate side that all cities have. I just don't know why we had to be sent here? Couldn't have been all that much cheaper.

Anyway, looking forward to getting home.