Dropped my brother off at the Amtrak station this weekend so he could begin the final leg of his journey back to New Mexico. It was great to spend some time with him; probably more quality time talking than we've ever had. The train station was right across the parking lot from an electrical substation with the city acting as a back drop. I thought it was a pretty ideal photographic encapsulation of what I don't like about Houston. (The summation of things I do like is another picture...).