Our new roomie, Dan is a Wisconsin fan. No way he’d ever become a Texas fan. But, I got tickets to the UT vs. BYU game on the 50 yard line! And, Dan was all – Wisconsin? What Wisconsin.
Here he is fully clad in burnt orange and sporting the Longhorns signal. So, I think it’s only a matter of time before he completely forgets where he came from. I still remember fondly… oh… what was that place on the west coast again?
Gathering outside of Kansas City here’s the view of the fire where we gathered lakeside. The view was wonderful, the stars were bright and it was so peaceful. It certainly set the tone for the weekend and we knew we were in store for something special because we were surrounded by the nicest people and the surroundings were lovely. It was a great opportunity to exhale after the long drive from Texas to Missouri. Eric Caruthers, Rob and I – had the best time.
After our run around the town and looking at the different antique cars, we signed up for the Bayou Tour. This was a hoot – definitely worth the $8+ dollars. The guide was so colorful and for a moment, I thought I was in Louisiana.
The accent is so thick. But, then again, we are closer to Shreveport than Dallas at this point.
So we didn’t get into see the waxed Rhett Butler. But, who cares. Look at this old Dodge Truck.
We checked into the haunted Jefferson Hotel and walked around town. We found that Jefferson has an antique car museum! Gone with the whattt? Woo Hoo. Sign me up. We had a great time. I just love small car museums. This one had a grand total of like 16 cars or so. But, all beautiful.
I tried not to get sassy. After all, poor Sammie looked as though he were about to shed a tear. He apologized over and over, but really – it’s no big deal. Oh, yah, we drove a total of 5.5 hours to visit this museum, and we did call in advance to make sure they’d be open this day but when you’re dealing with small town Texas, you just know somethings are unavoidable – like unannounced fishing days, or what not.
So our “curator” or museum attendant decided to take the day off. Hmph. Whatcha gonna do.
I reminded the moist-eyed Sammie Gay, that we’d be just fine and find our own brand of adventure. Who needs a stinkin brochure to find fun?! And, so it was – alas – no pictures with a waxy Scarlett O’hara this visit. But, maybe next time.
Here’s Dan and Kelli at Arrandas one of our favorite taquerias in Austin. Yum. I’ll just tell you right now, the favorite thing I eat there is chorizo tacos. Wow. Amazing. If you’re visiting Austin, the atmosphere is hole-in-the-wall-not-fancy, but the food is decent and decently priced. And didn’t my two friends take a cute picture. 🙂