Well, I've made my first move. I'm currently writing this post at my dad's house in Houston. It's St. Patrick's Day, and I'm kicking back with This American Life and a Becks Light while my father is at a birthday party.
I'm not quite sure why I'm not out. My father's house happens to be about 3 blocks away from a really popular Irish pub that was packed when we drove by this afternoon. Usually I'm pretty motivated to go out, even alone. I like meeting random strangers, and have a definite weakness for Jameson on the rocks in Irish pubs. Honestly, that's the reason why I'm really excited about my upcoming travels (the liking random strangers, not necessarily the Jameson part.... though that helps). But I'm still a little sad about leaving. Well, that's an understatement. Despite that, however, I'm really looking forward to my upcoming Houston adventures.
Though I lived here as a kid and have spent a lot of time here visiting, I'm going to try and treat this visit as I would a foreign country. Lots of pictures, exploration, etc. It'll be fun to attempt an objective view of Houston. It's a really fun city, but not really considered often for tourism.
Ok. Unpacking. Becks Light. Ira. Oh, for what I'm listening to, go to thisamericanlife.org and search for the breakup episode. I don't know how to attach links through this app (my comp still needs to be booted up but I'm too distracted right now), sorry.
Happy St. Wasted.... wait. I mean Paddy's Day!
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