Travel Blogs from Austin
... at how mediocre the band are. Luckily I met a guy from Oxford, and we had a good night again, even if I did feel a bit disappointed. I dunno, maybe I was looking in the wrong places, but I'd been informed they were there!
The less said about Easter Sunday the better in my opinion. After having two complete douche bags thinking I was as dull watching paint dry in your tweed jacket with elbow pads while you listened to Coldplay for never ...
... street. We found a Mexican grill to have dinner at called Wild Cactus, it was really good, we tried the local Austin Beer and also had a fruity cocktail after our meals which we loved. We were at the restaurant a bit over and hour, once we left there we headed to an Irish pub for a beer, the Irish pub was opposite Buffalo Billiards where we were meeting my friends at 10pm. We stayed at the Irish pub sampling some more of Austin's local brews that all ...
... a good time and it was so nice to do this when it was not
oven hot. The last time I went rafting down the Guadalupe my sides got
chafed before I was even touching the inner-tube. On the way to the
river we drove past Gruene Hall, one of Texas's oldest dance halls.
Kara and I had been once doing our best imitation of the two-step. We
certainly stood out due to our lack of pressed Wranglers, cowboy hats
and two-step history.
... were rocks and plants and reeds in the water. There was a diving board and we were also very lucky as the pool had only opened the previous day as it had been closed for winter. It was very cold, but very refreshing. We then strolled down to south congress where we had some lunch and had a look in a few shops but everything was closed as it was Easter Sunday. We came home and got organised to go out on rainy street. The street just looked like normal houses but they were ...
... all approached wanting to get their pictures taken as I sat in my chair. One woman was particularly big, but I said, "wouldn't you like to sit on Santa's knee?" She giggled and sat on one side as one of the others sat on my other knee. They all took their turns and snapped photos of each other acting like little girls again, hugging me and hamming it up.
One girl asked why Rudolph's nose was red and not some other color ...