Today I made one last trip to Bastrop to visit my friends Tubby and Belinda.  Bastrop is a strange town.  Though it's only 40 miles away from Austin, people act as though they're an isolated community.  That's probably how they like it.  People there also seem to be twice as big as people anywhere else.  Maybe it's because of all the juicy donuts on display like the ones above in a cafe, but something tells me it's more like the proximity to Elgin (who have the best sausages in Texas).  These people look like they were raised on the 1950's premise that it's OK to eat nothing but meat.

On the way home we stopped into a coffee shop in Bastrop (probably THE coffee shop in Bastrop) for a last latte and a peek around.  It is the weirdest cafe that I have ever been to, it's like a set of a movie, a foreign movie set in America.  There are random and disconnected bits of Americana dotting the walls.  Red, white, and blue ribbons everywhere.  Antiques scattered all over the yard, and a metal sign when you're leaving that says "Thank Y'all".  Curious.  The girl making the coffee was also selling Krispy Kreme donuts by the side of the road a bit earlier.  She was wearing a uniform for the local high school drill team the "Bastrop Honeybears" who she was trying to raise money for.  "See, that's us" she said as she pointed to a framed photograph on the wall of all the drill team girls next to some of the trophies they had won.  She told me and Tubby a story about how she had just got her leg out of a cast, she had hurt herself doing a drill at a local football game and couldn't participate this season.  OK, just let me buy the damn donuts.  Then she did a bit of her drill which was winking and pulling down on the brim of her little cowboy hat.  You had to be there.  I went away with a dozen donuts at three times the price.