Travel Blogs from Austin
... hair again. J It can be a dangerous thing to know a bit about cutting your own hair and owning your own cutting shears. I think it looks pretty good though.
I have to admit; it’s been nice having three days off. We haven’t had a day off since before the season started at the beginning of February and while you do honestly get used to the routine of working every day, it was valuable to recuperate and spend time ...
... the university and for some food before heading back to the beer strip to watch the Pride Parade.
That night we watched a live band in an Irish bar and eagerly anticipated our early exit the next morning.
Sun the 8th of September - 9am we are sat in Fado's Irish Bar - the only two Clare supports amongst an ever growing Cork crowd - they were part taking in a rent a crowd scheme though and had all the Dubs in for back up. The next 90 minutes were ...
... buildings on the north side of the lake between 35 and Congress.
I ran by the Radisson where Kara and I stayed on her first trip to
Austin for the Irons wedding. This was a huge event as I was deciding
between Maryland and Texas for business school and Kara's feel on Austin
would decide where we ended up. On that weekend Kara had also had an
informational interview with Lucy Nazro at St. Andrew's Episcopal
School. That interview led to ...
... did our packing and prepared for our trip’s 6th flight the next morning to San Francisco! It was sad to leave Masi and Masa but knowing we would be with friends and family in San Fran was a nice feeling and from my last time there I knew I loved the city.
Next blog we’ll tell you about the week we spent in San Fran with Ru, KC & Avnish and our road trip down the Pacific Coast highway in our Mustang.
Hasta luego til then!! :-)
Pri & Raaj xxx
... 600, plus another hundred for a whiz-bang wig and beard set -- which is critical. You can't expect to pull off a Santa encounter with anything that doesn't look and feel genuine. You gotta realize that kids are sitting on your lap, inches from your face, looking intently at you. They're whispering in your ear and trusting you with their secrets. The smallest doubt about you being Santa will ruin everything. And for that matter, you've got to look especially ...