Apparently, Grandpas are just perfect for sprawling upon.
Friday, March 31, 2017
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
A TINY HOUSE, THE ULTIMATE COLOR-MADNESS, AND A MOANER
The theater where we saw Beautiful was Bass Hall, on the UT campus. On our way there from the parking lot, we came across this...
and what looked like a "tiny house", right next to it. We were doing our best to peek through the windows when the owner/designer happened to show up and kindly offered to give us a tour which, of course, was rather short, but impressive.
I'm guessing he's an architecture student who won some kind of design competition. He said he would be living in it there on campus for the duration of the exhibition, then moving it to a permanent location. Pretty cool, I must say.
Later, when we came out into the lobby during our show's intermission, we noticed a crowd was gathering around a big picture window at the end of the hall, and the glass seemed to be vibrating from the deep bass of nearby speakers. When we finally squeezed through the crowd to check what was going on, we saw a field full of people who all seemed to be dressed in shades of pink and orange. In fact, there seemed to be clouds of pinkish-orange smoke floating in the air above them. What the...??!! When the musical was over, the windows where still thumping and the crowds were still there, so we decided to wander over and check it out. We arrived to find a horde of UT students, doing it "Gangnam-Style"!
We each had 1/2 orders of Migas or Huevos Rancheros for brunch, then shared one order of the french toast among us for dessert. Just the right amount!
and what looked like a "tiny house", right next to it. We were doing our best to peek through the windows when the owner/designer happened to show up and kindly offered to give us a tour which, of course, was rather short, but impressive.
I'm guessing he's an architecture student who won some kind of design competition. He said he would be living in it there on campus for the duration of the exhibition, then moving it to a permanent location. Pretty cool, I must say.
Later, when we came out into the lobby during our show's intermission, we noticed a crowd was gathering around a big picture window at the end of the hall, and the glass seemed to be vibrating from the deep bass of nearby speakers. When we finally squeezed through the crowd to check what was going on, we saw a field full of people who all seemed to be dressed in shades of pink and orange. In fact, there seemed to be clouds of pinkish-orange smoke floating in the air above them. What the...??!! When the musical was over, the windows where still thumping and the crowds were still there, so we decided to wander over and check it out. We arrived to find a horde of UT students, doing it "Gangnam-Style"!
Turns out, we had happened upon a Holi celebration that was being hosted by one of the student organizations. Holi, celebrated by Indians and Hindus worldwide, is held to welcome the arrival of spring with singing, dancing and lots of color. They toss "rang" (little packets of color) at one another to symbolically eliminate the differences that drive us apart. I just love that, don't you?
Passersby found the celebration to be irresistible.
Well, except for the few who take great pride in their ensembles (Tim) and just can't bear to have them ruined (Tim), even temporarily. But I won't name any names (Tim).
We had lots of fun and lots of great food packed into our little 24 hour getaway, but the unanimous "Moaner of the Week" was found behind these doors.
Take a gander at this Carrot Cake French Toast with Cream Cheese Pecan Syrup. Oh My!
We each had 1/2 orders of Migas or Huevos Rancheros for brunch, then shared one order of the french toast among us for dessert. Just the right amount!
So, let's hear it for another great Lanford adventure, doin' our best to Keep Austin Weird!
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
A NATURAL WOMAN
Hubby and I just got back from another epic "Lanford" weekend, with our long-time adventure buddies, the Sanfords. Once again we met up in Austin and checked into the Austin Motel on S. Congress. It has changed ownership since last we were there, and now belongs to the same group as Hotel San José and Hotel Havana. As I feared, they have replaced much of the old time funk and character with bare bones minimalism. Still, you simply cannot beat the location. And, though the rooms were uninspiring, we did love the awesome patio area above, which they created out of a former driveway -- the perfect place to hang out after dinner! And this pool. I love this pool.
Unfortunately, all those awesome floats do not reside there permanently, but are available for sale at a nearby shop called The Gypsy Wagon. Guess we just caught them in the middle of a photo shoot.
Know what else I love? Being right next door to Jo's Coffee -- the best place in the world to hang out with a chai latte or a cup of coffee each morning, watching the street come to life, while you wait for your travel mates to finally come to life.
I was in hog heaven, since her album Tapestry was the soundtrack for my senior year of high school, and I still keep that C.D. in my car, to sing along with on solo road trips. Plus, Carole herself probably had more than a little to do with my finally becoming a "Natural Woman", and letting my wild curly hair do what it was always meant to do... (to be continued)
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