Friday 9 March 2012

Somewhere east of Texas

Most things in Texas don't go past this quickly....
 
There's the lingering feeling that you didn't eat enough Tex Mex, see enough NBA or spend enough time driving enormous cars on the biggest roads you've ever seen. That your suitcase could possibly fit in another stack of tortillas, another bottle of rye whiskey or a few more purchases from Gilt.... 

We've done our time in honky tonk joints sipping on shiner bock and knocking back fritos while making robust comparisons with bierhalls in Bavaria - I mean let's be honest, Texas has twice the population of Bavaria, surely it's at least entitled to its own culture of bier-drinking and honky tonk hymn-singing.

We've gotten headaches from frozen margaritas by the river walk in San Antonio and accustomed ourselves to the idea of continential cuisine being ceviche rather than coq au vin. But, tired of wondering, everytime we run a kayak search, just why exactly anyone would actually want to fly to Athens, Georgia or Venice, Florida and whether Mobile, Alabama is actually a town chock-full of mobile homes, we've decided to hit the road in the US South and see whether we can't just get behind the notion of "the South" - so come on, y'all, and let's see how this pans out.