Texas

Our next stop was Dallas, where we visited a friend who is very familiar with the town. He took us out for some excellent Mexican food and some excellent beer. It was nice to see someone we knew after being on our own for a few days.

The next morning it was on to Austin, with a stop at Louie Mueller BBQ in Taylor, TX. Definitely worth going out of our way for. If you ever find yourself in between Dallas and Austin and hungry, you know what to do.

The picture to the left is us at Stubb's in Austin, our second stop of the night, after we hit a margarita bar on 6th St. No one told us that we would be the oldest people at Stubb's that particular evening, but we saw some OK bands nonetheless. Austin is the proverbial "nice place to visit..." We're not young enough or hip enough to live there, and many dirty looks from those who are (even 15-year-olds who are) ensued. It also seems a nice living can be made as a bum, as many have chosen the profession in Austin.

The next day was not so eventful. Jose Cuervo and Jack Daniels did not get along. A Denny's breakfast didn't do them any favors and some time was taken to recover. After a failed attempt to hang out at some hot springs (closed) and a sculpture garden (closes at 4:30), we regrouped and headed out for an excellent sushi dinner and some much needed sleep.


Gas is expensive in the middle of nowhere. Make note. That is all I have to say about west Texas.