Back from Houston...
Well, D and I are back from Houston, and the trip was (mostly) successful. In the successful column we may record that we found an apartment for next year (and nice landlords, heaven be praised), we're just a few blocks away from a number of bars (and bike lanes all the way - who knew), we have *gasp* a front AND backyard, and we're getting to know the city a lot better (though we've got a long way to go still).

Houston is pretty weird, for those of you who have never been there. The city doesn't have any zoning laws, so you'll see an industrial park next to a strip mall, both surrounded by residences adjacent to the downtown area. And there's seemingly no warning or order to any of the mess. That being said, we're living four blocks from "The Village", which is pretty cool, on a nice tree-lined street. Pictures to come.

Under the unsuccessful column, of course, we will record the two Cubs losses this weekend. Oh well.

Of note: there were a shitload of people in Cubs stuff at the game in Houston on Saturday (we had awesome seats). That being said, most people were pretty cool about it. Sure, you'd have the screaming groups of kids whenever they passed by a Cubs fan, but the single most strange thing was the middle-aged woman who - I'm not making this up - growled at us. Very strange.

Bonus: instead of 16-oz Old Style (which will always hold a place close to my heart), they have 23-oz Shiner Boxk at the game.

Also of note: Beer is much more expensive at Minute Maid than at Wrigley. But my hot dog was ENORMOUS.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

lucky jerks.. there's an alamo in houston

posted at 1:18 PM

 
Blogger Hutch said...

Stop lying about the size of your hot dog, Fitz, and compensating with beer size...

posted at 4:24 PM

 

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