We turned onto the road where the work crew was supposed to be. All of the sudden Madison & Dillon scream "FIRE!" and point out their window. I can't see anything, and from their excitement I'm thinking there should be some heavy black smoke but all I see is trees & fields && some sort of factory. Then suddenly there appeared a ball-ish flame in the air at tree level. Oh! It's a methane smokestack thingy that burns off gas! Ah Ha! Neat. So we took a picture.
The guy doesn't come out & doesn't come out. So all of us look through the guard house window only to see the guard standing in the bathroom SHAVING HIS HEAD?! He sees us & comes running out the door dressed in an inside-out athletic t-shirt, bits of hair all over his shoulders and a security badge pinned to his inside-out shirt that looks like he got in his happy meal. Did I mention that his shirt was inside-out? I absolutely turned my head out the passenger-side window because I was laughing so hard.
Needless to say we got through security & Scott checked on his crew. We didn't get any pictures because, well honestly, there wasn't much to take pictures of. The grossest thing was the high-pressure water hose on the work truck was covered in chicken fat. Ewwww.... Madison & I decided to commentate on our situation when one of Scott's employees surprised us by opening the Suburban door. Take a look:
We concluded our daytrip to Waco by visiting the Dr Pepper Museum. Did you know that Dr Pepper is made in Waco?