Austin: Part I

My College BFF, Wendy, and I had been talking about venturing down to Austin for quite some time.  Her parents and her sister lives there.  Less talk, more action.  We took Austin by storm late March.  Wendy went down earlier, but I arrived on a Thursday afternoon.  I was ready to eat my left arm off and Wendy knew just the place for a quick snack.  Enter Torchy's Tacos.  Breakfast tacos served all day; is this heaven?!  The choices are endless and I love the corn tortilla option. 

AZ is in serious need of one of these.

We got all gussied up for a night out on the town with Wendy's sister Kris and her friends.

These margaritas look small, but they pack a serious punch. 

After dinner we ventured to the The Continental Club, one of the most popular live music venues in Austin.

Nothing but trouble. 

Live music, cocktails, and dancing!

The following morning Kris and I hit up a spin class at a local 24 Hour Fitness.  The instructor was an actual cyclist, so it was an awesome class!

Time to hit the town for some shopping and site seeing.  Wendy and I grabbed a quick bellini and pizza at Taverna.  Later that evening, we headed out for a night on the town.

Fueling up for some shopping.

Lock up the cowboys!

We started the evening off with dinner at Hula Hut.  It was CRAZY packed, so we obnoxiously stood next to a couple's table until they finally left.  The views were to die for and made the table stalking worth it.

Restaurant Boat Parking; no big deal.

The night I learned nobody in Austin goes out in cowboy boots.

Awesome atmosphere and views.

After cocktails, we headed over to Shady Grove for dinner. It's an Austin inspired home-cooking restaurant that is decorated as a trailer park.  So cute.  My pictures are all kind of dark from this night, but you get the idea. The Wandering Madman came by for a visit while we were eating.  A guy roaming the country has turned a box truck into his home and performance studio. 

One of the many trailers on the property.  I could live here.

Selfie.

Even the bathrooms were in a trailer.  Airstream love.

The Wandering Madman.

Our final stop of the night was Broken Spoke!  The last of the true Texas dance halls.  In all honesty, I was a bit disappointed.  I'm a huge country music fan, but most specifically the music I know and can sign along with.  The Broken Spoke features bands who have written their own music, so that made it less fun for me.  Also, I expected cowboys to be whisking me off to dance; but there was no such action.  Regardless, it was awesome to visit such a historical dance hall.

Remnants of a good night.