Last weekend I once again I found myself on a plane heading west. This time I was off for a girls weekend to Austin, Texas, land of my youth, vigor and skinny body. While I was there I:
1. Ate too much.
|Eggs Benny care of the Counter Cafe.|
|Double fistin' it.|
5. Enjoyed being in the presence of the most beautiful, healthy people in the world. (Seriously, I think Austin has the most gorgeous people per capita. Proof? Whole Foods Market North Lamar. It's as if beauty was concentrated and then squeezed into the grocery store through the skylight with a wheat grass strainer.)
|I almost stole this puppy. True story.|
6. Heard two entirely different bars full of people encouraged to sing Tom Jone' "Sweet Caroline" in unison, a capella. Ba ba ba! Good times never looked so good. (See Number 2.)
|Pete's Dueling Piano Bar, 6th Steet|
|Surreptitious photo of the hot cyclist at Caffe Medici, West Lynn. (He is making a face here.)|
10. Got delayed flying both to and from Philadelphia. Thanks Delta! You make flying 'special'.
The only thing missing was Husband. It was a girl's trip but man alive I want to show him all the reasons why I love that town. I am not at all kidding when I say that I would like to chip in with friends to buy a condo there to share so we always have a place to visit. You know, when I win the lottery.
Because really? Who can live without this:
*Photos by Brandy and Sarah.