Dallas

We had a great time this weekend in Dallas. We drove up Friday night and stayed at a motel, and the Saturday went to visit Chris' friend Susan.

She's a really remarkable woman. I can't imagine finding out that you only have 3-6 months to live (of course, they're wrong lots of times, we're praying so). She is determined to enjoy what time she has left, and has gotten to see a bunch of people that she hasn't seen in a long time.

After we left Susan's, we were going to go see 3 sculptures that Chris' cousin Marton Varo has displayed. One in Dallas and two in Ft. Worth. On our way to try to find the Dallas one (it's at the Plaza of the Americas, but I don't know where that is), we passed this humongous adult video store, so we had to go in and check it out. I had NO IDEA there were that many adult videos. I noticed 2 predominate categories: teens (I'm assuming they're 18 or 19) and anal.

We never did find the Plaza of the Americas, so we went on to Ft. Worth cuz we knew where we were headed, the Bass Hall. Marton did the two angel scupltures on the front of the building.





There's a third of Marton's scultures at TCU, but we ran out of time and didn't even try to find that one. We'll have to make another trip to see those.

After that, we drove to the Blue River. I've talked about that before, it's one of my favorite places to go. There's a motel in Tishamingo that we normally will stay at when we don't want to camp. It never even occurred to me to make a reservation - Tishamingo for heaven's sake. So we get there and OF COURSE, they don't have any rooms available. So we drive back to the previous town (where we got stuff for about half an hour waiting on a train to go thru) and looked for a room there. They have 2 motels and we chose the better looking of the two, but I'm here to tell you that you really don't want to stay in that town. In our bathroom, you couldn't just sit down on the toilet, you had to straddle it, because they put it to where you had about 5 inches between the front of the toilet and the wall. I tried to take a picture, but there just wasn't enough room to even get in there to take a picture. And I refused to take a shower the next morning. Chris took one, but he wore his flip flops. Nasty. I did take a nice long shower when we got home.

So the next morning we went onto the Blue River, but we were so worn out from all the driving over the previous couple days that we just relaxed. We had planned on doing some walking to get to the waterfalls, but it was too much work. I didn't even get any pictures, except this one:


He doesn't really look very happy, does he?

We've decided that we try to do too much on our trips, so we need to just pick one place to go and enjoy that place. Next time we can go somewhere else.

We did enjoy ourselves, and we've decided that regardless of whatever else is going on in our lives (which is ALWAYS something), we have to make the time for us. From now on, at least once a month, we are going to go somewhere, just the two of us. Camping, hunting, fishing, hiking, with the occasional Renaissance Fair (or whatever) thrown in.