Houston, TX: Ending the Drought with Rain

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Sunday, October 9, 2011

After a not-so-special meal in Shreveport, we left for Houston, Texas...arriving after midnight.  Our friend Binh greeted us while still asleep.  We snuck into the house making sure to not wake everyone else.  I was soon out like a light until he texted me a wake-up call for breakfast the next morning. 

His sister and brother-in-law were wonderful hosts.  They cooked us a healthy breakfast.  I thought it was weird that whenever Binh's sister mentioned the word "rain" – the drizzling outside intensified.  This happened three times, which freaked me out a little.  I'd like to think that we brought the rain to the drought-stricken area -- it poured mercilessly for nearly 14 hours.  As a result, I didn’t get to see downtown Houston or Daisy Duke chicks in cowboy hats and boots.  The rain confined me to the City of South Houston. 

In the middle of the pouring rain, Binh drove us to a sports bar called The Mezzanine Lounge to chill and rendezvous with Nancy and her friend, Nelly; I met Nancy in January 2010 while hosting an extended get-way weekend in Colorado.  As far as I could tell, all of my friends have positive things to say about her whenever her name comes up in a conversation.  Good friends are hard to find, indeed.  We stayed at the lounge, caught up on old times, and snapped some pictures before returning to have an early dinner with Binh’s sister, who had been busy making pho ga – rice noodle with chicken.  Along the way, we bought desserts and had a nice cup of steaming hot chocolate.  I saw a bunch of twinkies dipped in chocolate; they look yummy good but I know they’re “poisonous” and will clog my arteries for decades.  As we made our stops, I also got to see those places where Binh and Kierstin had hung out when Kierstin was living in Houston; I wish she had been there to chill with us.  I always fall for a girl who’s thousands of miles away.

In the late evening we went to a Vietnamese bar to meet some new friends and toasted some drinks.  I didn’t drink much…at most I took a few sips.  One of our mutual friends over did it with the alcohol consumption; the business establishment should have not sold it to him, but they were in it for the money and didn’t care; each of those bottle cost about $50+.  The Asian policeman who sat at the bar for hours, eating food, and watching TV kept to himself.  There seemed to be a something "fishy" about that arrangement.


Knight,
At Houston Hobby International waiting for Southwest Flight 3937 October, 2011
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