Day 2: Out of Houston

And time it was to leave Houston and head to the great American outdoors. A storm gathered just outside Houston's city limits and in my mind I could hear the befitting "The Thunder Rolls" by Garth Brooks. We're on the highway and around us, people take shelter as best they can from the downpour. I see bikers under viaducts, truck drivers hastily covering exposed tools and merchandise with plastic sheets and soon a wall of water falls heavily and we stop seeing anything. It will be the first of many walls of water we'll encounter in the following days of our journey but not the heaviest, mightiest, scariest of them all, o no, not by a long shot.
Just when the storm is over, a Model S is on the rearview mirror. I thought we had left the Tesla obsession back in Houston but, apparently, it is following us...