That first time, I remember it as the site of a terrifying/exhilarating mountainous car ride to the countryside in a makeshift van-turned-city-bus with well-worn shocks, packed with five too many people and about as many seat belts. There were subsequent visits too, involving further exploration, memories and good times. Last year, Jamaal and I got married there.Jaundréa Clay writing for the Houston Chronicle
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