Believe it or not…I forgot my camera when we went to Texas (most of you can, no doubt, believe it!) but my girlfriend took tons of pictures – I’m just waiting on them. So a bit of my Texas trip recapped….with pictures to follow (hopefully soon….no pressure, Mo!)
The trip started on an interesting note. We flew to Austin by way of Chicago. When we arrived in Chicago, the hostess came on and welcomed us all to the windy city and announced, “If you are continuing on with us to Minneapolis, feel free to stay on the plane and we will be leaving again shortly.” And, yes, my luggage did just that – stayed on the plane!!
Seems just about everyone I’ve told my sad but true story to has a lost luggage story of their own, but this was the first time it had happened to me! I wasn’t terribly worried when we first discovered I had nothing. I was sure it would follow on the next flight and find me soon. That did not happen. After our day of shopping, eating and fun (can’t let a little lost luggage ruin your fun), we returned to the hotel and no luggage. I made some more phone calls and was assured they would call me as soon as my lovely belongings were located.
Off to sleep I went. About an hour later, the alarm clock begins beeping/ringing! What?? I didn’t set the clock. I was trying every button and knob possible and I promise you I actually smacked the top of the crazy thing before it went off. I really was only half awake/half dazed and trying to get back to deep sleep…when it goes off – AGAIN! I had the radio in both hands and I think I was actually going to throw it when I realized – OH!?!? That’s my phone going off! What a goof. When I answered the phone in a fog, the lady actually seem annoyed with me that I did not gratefully – and cheerily – answer the phone the first time! The luggage did arrive about 12:30 in the morning! Yea.
That first day we ate at a cool Tex-Mex place just outside of downtown Austin – called Gueros! Tons of atmosphere and yummy food. Then we headed over to New Braunfels/Gruene (pronounced Green) – home of the infamous Gruene Hall. It was built in 1878 and is known as “the oldest dance hall in Texas” where folks like Willie Nelson, George Strait, and Lyle Lovett have played. It was pretty much empty when we checked it out but, yep…Texans are pretty serious about their country music!!
Dinner that night was at the GristMill. Although this restaurant is “open” (read that HOT!), it was so worth it! Probably one of our best meals during our trip! The food was amazing. And – this is weird – our server was a teenager (named Taylor) that just so looked the way I imagine my Tyler could look now. About 6’3″, thin with dark red hair cut short and slightly spiked in the front…..and just so handsome! It was uncanny, exciting in a way and kinda creepy all at the same time!! (It is just so hard to imagine my boy almost 17!!)
Anyways, the GristMill could easily be one of my favorite restaurants but I doubt I’ll ever eat there again. But, it was good! I was stuffed – and that was only day one!! I knew I was in trouble.