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This past weekend I ended up traveling to Austin, Texas. For Reasons. And Stuff.
This was legitimately the furthest west I’d ever been and the furthest I’d ever traveled on my own. Also, it was my first time in Texas, so I had really no idea what to expect.
What I got: well…Texas, you are flat.
I was even told that Austin is in the hilly part of Texas. But you need to remember where I’m coming from. Here is an artistic rendering of the situation:


I did however enjoy the weather: it was kind of mind-blowing for me to be regularly sitting outside in a tee-shirt in the middle of January. Pittsburgh will get our weird “Hey, it’s gonna be 60 degrees out!” days, but not like this.
I also enjoyed the food. Austin, I ate all the things. All of them. And they all involved queso. I was okay with this. I also had an amazing iced chai in the coolest coffee place I have ever seen. There’s already some Instagram pictures on my blog, but I’ll be putting up some I took with my actual camera as soon as I get them edited.
But the sprawl of Austin was a little strange. I described it as “I feel like I am at a carnival which I have just realized is all midway. It only just occurred to me to look for a Ferris Wheel and guess what? There isn’t one.”
Get a Ferris Wheel, Austin. You can put it right next to your giant spider statue. I will expect it to be in place before the next time I come to visit and have time to ride it because I won’t be doing Other Things.
A ferris wheel would make downtown more exciting...non-festival weekends…