Texas is f’ing huge. Just look at it. Grab a map. It’s large!! That being said we just had to blast from one town to the next to do our best to get through Texas. We at least had an end in sight: Austin. We were all looking forward to this little Oasis of a city. We’d all heard lots about it. But in the meantime, there’s was lots of Texas to cover.
This was definitely the day I was most happy to have bought speakers for my helmet, and brought my iPod. The soundtrack today: lots of Black Keys, The Kills, soundtrack to Dazed and Confused, and a bunch of other random 80s music, some Jazz (Mingus and Miles Davis) and also some Luis Miguel. No podcasts, those would have put me to sleep.
We revved and twisted the throttle for a long time today, but we got through it, and actually met a couple of cool people along the way. One in particular was a young kid we met who worked at the Dairy Queen. We stopped for ice cream, and he was kind enough to bring it over. He started talking to us about motorcycles, I asked him about the fastest way to Austin. And then we found out he actually owns the DQ with his mom. Neat. He said he rides a bit too, I believe his name was Chris. Good dude, and he pointed us in the right direction.
At least near the end, we found another national park on the map, and I steered us over towards it, to wake us up with some twisty mountain driving. Texas once again proved to be beautiful, and this time, in a much more diverse topographical manor. Which is good, because going fast in a straight line was getting real boring.
We got in to Austin tired, but refreshed by the sight of a sprawling city landscape, with freeways, and a multi-faceted diaspora of people which make up the diverse community there. But that’s a whole different story. I’ll try to write another post about Austin all on its own later.
—ish.
