Returning from Mazatlan, Mexico I connected through Houston. The stop reminded me to put the John Huston directed Under the Volcano on my Netflix list. I did 
The film Takes place in 1938 Cuernavaca on the Day of the Dead, a holiday I had just observed in Mexico. But the main character’s day was a bit different than mine, thankfully, although we both did take a tequila or two.
But back to city Houston, the destinations still escapes me besides time in its airport. But if the city spoke to me, it knew how – the sunset.
As I made my way through customs, immigration and then to the next the terminal the sun was setting. Perfect timing. The blinding brilliant orange became my last photo of my trip, but maybe it will be the first photo of another adventure; an adventure in Houston.
Happy Sunset Sunday.
The View at George Bush Intercontinental.
stay adventurous, Craig
