A river r/funs through it

Austin, a city full of events and flyers, so much is happening, one may be able to do something like hoop dance.

I'll tell you what. . . Austin rules. After driving a mere 6 hours from Lubbock, TX, a town full of car dealerships and decrepit sprawl, we entered into the Austin city limits. It felt pretty good to see some civilization after hundreds of miles of tumble weeds and road kill. We were warmly welcomed by Greg and Chloe who are probably the most friendly friend and dog we know. Greggy

Right before Greg had to go to work we enjoyed a pitcher of beer at the local coffee shop/bar (why aren't there more of those in the world?) Luckly, for our entertainment a dog who was harnessed to a trash can across the street got loose. We had a perfect vantage as the dog sprinted down the street scraping the trash can lid the whole way. It's owner ran after it and Greg, as the only kind one in our group, ran after "Ruby" on our side of the street.
After hangin' with our new friends Travis and Rachel outside of the coffee shop in the very temperate Austin weather, we went to explore downtown.

By the time we got to 6th st. (which is the equivalent of N. Pleasant st. in Amherst or any other annoying college town) we really had to pee so we went into the first bar we saw. Heading straight to the bathrooms we didn't notice that all of the waitstaff were comprised of women in bakinis and all of the patrons were middle aged men. We left promptly, feeling a little disgusted. We checked the name of the bar as we left which was no other than "Bikinis."

Walking around in an unfamiliar city can be so hard sometimes, you don't know where the best place to eat is or where the best stores are, you don't even know where the cool people are! I'll give you a little tip as an experienced traveler: find out where the American Apparel is located and you will find the richest culture in all the land. I'm joking because I want to seem funny and I don't want to support boring travel experiences, but I am not joking because this technique works.

I'm going to give you another tip here, if you are traveling to Austin, TX and haven't eaten a real meal in 2 days (with exception to Subway) you should probably go to Justines Brasserie. Just delicious! Seth and I treated ourselves to steak and ratatouille, I even tried a tiny bit of steak!
Later that evening we went to Travis's house and hung out with some great people. His house, which is home to 6 people, felt like a familiar and comfortable environment. Even being almost 2,000 miles away from home it was nice to know that you can find other hipsters who have lived on Grand st., wwoofed or play in a band. Home is where the heart is right? Maybe home is where the hipster is.

The next day we went out to "my mothers" (mi madres) and got some danktown breakfast tacos with Greg and Travis and then road on a mustache seesaw. A mustache ride you might call it.