The gun show in Dallas gave us plenty to talk about, mostly to make sure that everyone in the car had seen everything and that it wasn't just some kind of strange dream. A four hour drive south to Houston - and past this monstrous statue of city namesake Sam Houston (those are people standing at his feet) - brought us rolling into this giant Texas city in the early evening.
A handy function on our GPS allows us to search for local parks, landmarks, and other attractions of that nature. With her help, we managed to locate a George Bush Monument right near the center of town. I found it pretty comical, for the fact that the Sam Houston statue absolutely dwarfed this puny little monument. Maybe there's a bigger statue back home in Connecticut somewhere.
We'd certainly not yet had our fill of the delicious local fare here in Texas. Our experience at Casa Juanito in Dallas a few days before had merely served to whet our appetites for more delicious Tex-Mex. A quick bit of research online led us gleefully to Chuy's.
Oh man. This was a little pricier than our last such meal, set in a more lively environment with a full bar and Margarita specials. But nothing in the background can overshadow a meal like this. I'd taken a glance at the menu with a very open mind, and my eyes wandered upon something called the Elvis Presley Memorial Combo. That was all I needed to see - and as it arrived, for the life of me, I couldn't identify anything on the plate beyond the rice and beans. I've never known such sweet, blissful ignorance in all my life.
Usually at this point, we'd be getting ready to find a watering hole nearby to spend the rest of the night. But on this particular evening, we found it a better idea to pick up a case of beer from a local gas station and retire to our hotel for the night. Generally, we're not bashful about shelling out a little extra money for some good, fresh, local beer - but in Texas, that's not such a simple endeavor. It's much easier to find cheap domestic beer that's been rebranded to fit the state.
Why, oh, why would we go to bed so terribly early on a Saturday night? I'll fill you in with my next post.
-Tom
Why, oh, why would we go to bed so terribly early on a Saturday night? I'll fill you in with my next post.
-Tom
