Tried food from three different food trucks (or trailers, as they are called here) and all were fabulous! Sampled a couple of venues for music: The Continental Club, where I heard Redd Volkaert, who used to play with Merle Haggard, and The Broken Spoke, where I watched Cornell Hurd (country music's worst nightmare-self-proclaimed) and the most fantastic array of dancers I've ever seen. From awkward teenagers, shuffling along during the waltz, to older folks, who seemed to glide across the floor, effortless. It was magical!
I checked out the Capitol Building (yes, everything in Texas is bigger than life):
and then a couple of museums of sculpture. This haunting image is from the Umlauf Sculpture Garden:
So, I think I've had enough of Texan cities. I'm headed to Galveston tomorrow. (must be a country song there somewhere, right?)
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