Weekend with Kristina
Kristina and I spent the weekend in Austin supposedly celebrating Mom's Day for the sororiety (but we skipped those festivities in lieu of hanging together and doing weird stuff. Friday we visted the Capitol and saw an albine squirrel which, I'm told on dubious authority, ensures aced finals. Saturday we went to San Marcos and toured around the town. That took about 47 seconds. Then we went to Wonder World which, I'll swear to god, made me feel like a character in a Felini movie. That place has the weirdest, most surreal, most eclectic bunch of activities I've every come across. First, there's the train ride through the wilderness park. You take a tiny train through a tunnel and feed deers not lacking in frothy slobber, ogle the pea cocks in full plumage and massage your knees which are so cramped for space that you feel like your parking them in the ass of the person sitting in front of you. Then there's the cave tour--lots of rocks and darkness elaborated on by an apathetic but cute tour guide. Later, there's the observation tower which allows you a breathtaking view of Austin's treetops and asphalt roofs. Last but not least--we went to the anti-gravity room and saw water and pool balls running uphill, struggled to walk and felt like puking on our neighbor's shoes for about ten minutes. The highlight as, of course, the gift shop loaded with cool things like geods, cedar paddles, and salt and pepper shakers shaped like feet. After tearing ourselves away from Wonder World (Wondering why we went there in the first place) we drove to Gruene (pronounced Green) Texas. Cook town. Lots of cute stores, Gruene Hall, (the oldest dance hall in Texas) and various bed and breakfast places. (I say "places" because how do you pluralize bed and breakfast? Is it bed and breakfastes??) We ate at the Gristmill, an old cotton mill overlooking the rapids. Very idyllic place. Go there. We drove back to Austin and saw Sahara. Great movie and yes, Matthew is still drool-worthy. The next day was all about the Botanical Gardens, packing up to leave, and feeling sick at heart at the prospect of being apart for several weeks. Waaaaa! I miss my baby, Kristinky. We've become such good friends. So nice to not have to ground her anymore.