We will be looking at old stuff, of which there is still a lot left. This city tries to preserve its history, unlike some. Preservation is encouraged.
I really like porches like these.
The place above has a porch that looks out onto the railroad that cuts through the heart of town. Trains roar by not much more than 100 feet away from this porch!
The tracks!
Train stuff in the heart of town!
I believe these things are for display purposes only.
This is a great place for railroad buffs.
Train time. Train kept a-rollin', all night long.
Down along the railroad track. Click Clack.
Next time, I will finish downtown, and then we move in a very different direction.
We are still in Landa Park.
Ahhh! The flowing springs, the lush vegetation! It still has not rained here in Lubbock, and nothing is on the horizon. Dry. Dry. Dry.
But not even South Texas is getting the rainfall it should. By their standards, they are in a drought as well. They get a few inches of rain a month and call it a drought. We get a few inches of rain a year and flop down on our knees and thank God for it. Go figure.
And now, I examine The House That Fell Over! This is the same place I photographed several years ago, and it had a bad tilt developing as the supporting beams settled into the mushy soil, and I pointed out then that New Braunfels really had nothing to serve as a proper foundation. Here is the end result:
It tilted to the right until it finally fell over, with the supporting structure collapsing beneath it!
The house crushed the car in the driveway! Luckily, when it collapsed, there were no injuries.
I do not understand why the people who lived here failed to correct their obvious foundation problem. Lazy? Stupid? I have no idea. This could have been prevented.
This house was built when building codes were lax, anyway. Maybe there were no codes in those days. New Braunfels soil did not help.
This must have made a huge racket. If anybody was home, they might well have been terrified.
Next time, I'll have some pics of typical older homes in New Braunfels, that have not collapsed. Yet.
We are still in Landa Park.
I was born in New Braunfels. I lived there until I went off to Texas Tech. For the first couple of years after that I was only living at home during the summer. I still visited on Thanksgiving and Christmas. But then I just started living in Lubbock more or less full time. Since then I have only been a visitor in New Braunfels.
New Braunfels has changed a lot. So has Lubbock. So have I.
Nice.
Well, there will be more next time. I took a lot of photos and I am going to spread them out over several more updates. Some really amazing things are going to appear-- strange, and hard to explain!
I really like porches like these.
The place above has a porch that looks out onto the railroad that cuts through the heart of town. Trains roar by not much more than 100 feet away from this porch!
The tracks!
Train stuff in the heart of town!
I believe these things are for display purposes only.
This is a great place for railroad buffs.
Train time. Train kept a-rollin', all night long.
Down along the railroad track. Click Clack.
