Travel thread

[verb_to_trust]

See you then!

What’s this see you then shit? Is everyone going to the St. Louis show? I’m going. Should I pack extra condoms?

Well, i know of at least 6 now 7 active RMers going to the show. Plan accordingly

Holy shit! 50% of active RMers are going to this show?

Also, define “active,” amirite, Verb? A lot more sedentary RMers, I imagine.

Last time I was in st Louis I really blasted some good miles on a Marriott treadmill

[spike]

I could make the show easily would you guys be nice to me?

What if a male RMer shows up in a dress?

[E.H. Ruddock]

See you then!

What’s this see you then shit? Is everyone going to the St. Louis show? I’m going. Should I pack extra condoms?

Well, i know of at least 6 now 7 active RMers going to the show. Plan accordingly

Holy shit! 50% of active RMers are going to this show?

Also, define “active,” amirite, Verb? A lot more sedentary RMers, I imagine.

I mean, if you don't want to hang just say so

What did I say?

You called us inactive!

[verb_to_trust]

See you then!

What’s this see you then shit? Is everyone going to the St. Louis show? I’m going. Should I pack extra condoms?

Well, i know of at least 6 now 7 active RMers going to the show. Plan accordingly

Holy shit! 50% of active RMers are going to this show?

Also, define “active,” amirite, Verb? A lot more sedentary RMers, I imagine.

I mean, if you don't want to hang just say so

What did I say?

You called us inactive!

What's your resting heart rate?

[washing machine]

Expanding my St Louis wedding trip to be a month-long US excursion to visit friends and family. So in October I'll be hitting Dallas, Austin, Los Angeles, San Francisco, St Louis, Chicago, NYC, and Lake George. Aside from St Louis, these are all places I've visited before, but I'm very excited

make time for fort worth when you're in dfw

[Jorge]

Yeah? What should I do there?

[washing machine]

Yeah? What should I do there?

Kimbrell and Modern Art museums, botanic gardens (if those kinds of things are interesting to you.) Several parks and gardens, like the water gardens downtown, some wildlife preserves, some lakes...

Stockyard district where you can see a lot of historical buildings related to the cattle industry. There'll be good restaurants, coffee, and bars near there I'm sure. I honestly don't know Fort Worth food and bev that well to recommend much besides what you'll read below

Brewery and winery reccs: Martin House Brewing, Wild Acre Brewing, Cowtown Winery.
Restaurant reccs: Joe T Garcia's for fajitas and margaritas, Heim for BBQ.

Overall, I'm pretty unfamiliar with Dallas-Fort Worth in general, but it's commonly held wisdom that Fort Worth is the part of that region with the most character. It's a historic town with a river (Trinity) running through it, so lots of green spaces and more walkable parts compared to Dallas proper. Dallas itself doesn't seem to have much character to it, but then again a lot of people who haven't spent much time in Houston would say the same thing. Probably I'd feel different if I lived there and had my neighborhood spots to recommend. I know Deep Ellum district in Dallas is pretty cool. Old blues history to it, lots of repurposed buildings with trendier spots that bodysnatcher would hate now.

[washing machine]

I'm really tempted to suggest you just take a day and take highway 180 a couple of hours or so west of DFW and check out Mineral Wells, Palo Pinto County, Possum Kingdom Lake (like the song).

In your Texas travels, have you spent much time on the roads going through the smaller towns? You'd be in one of the prettiest parts of Texas and you're bound to find some holes in the wall along the way. Ditto for areas west of Austin.

[spike]

I’ve been all over DFW for work. It’s basically all soulless urban sprawl.

[washing machine]

I’ve been all over DFW for work. It’s basically all soulless urban sprawl.

[verb_to_trust]

I’ve been all over DFW for work. It’s basically all soulless urban sprawl.

Stop quoting spike. I enjoy not seeing his snobbery puked all over every thread.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

everyone’s a snob to taco pizza boy

[washing machine]

[dad]

I'm really tempted to suggest you just take a day and take highway 180 a couple of hours or so west of DFW and check out Mineral Wells, Palo Pinto County, Possum Kingdom Lake (like the song).

In your Texas travels, have you spent much time on the roads going through the smaller towns? You'd be in one of the prettiest parts of Texas and you're bound to find some holes in the wall along the way. Ditto for areas west of Austin.

While i didn't explore it much, Round Rock looked like a neat little place. Of course, the trip to Round Rock Donuts helped.

[dad]

we fly to Connecticut (my home state) this Saturday. it'll be the first time all my kids have gone there. we're going to visit my mom and stepdad, though we're staying about 30 mins west of them..

we're taking the kids to NYC one day, and one of the twins asked if we could go to Rhode Island. I was like...sure, why not.

[daft twat]

Going to Joshua Tree next week. Have been in contact with resident Robbi Robb (Three Fish) and am hoping to meet up so my youngest son can see him play guitar, but what else should I be doing there? We are then headed to Anaheim for Star Wars land at Disney. I’d like to day trip to Malibu. Any suggestions? Finally, thinking of stopping by Hollywood Forever to pay my respects to Chris and Scott.

[Bammer]

I’m no expert but unless you’re in it for the scenic drive, the beach is the beach is the beach and there are other beaches besides Malibu that would be just as good (assuming they are closer and you can get there quicker). What are you looking for specifically in Malibu?

[daft twat]

I’m no expert but unless you’re in it for the scenic drive, the beach is the beach is the beach and there are other beaches besides Malibu that would be just as good (assuming they are closer and you can get there quicker). What are you looking for specifically in Malibu?

Just never been. Been to Huntington and Santa Monica. Been up to Pismo and down to Imperial. Just a spot we’ve never stopped. This Neptune’s seafood place has me intrigued as well.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.