After vancamping behind what turned out to be a tiny neighborhood fire department (#11) and a bike ride around the sweet and artsy hood,(HB. happily in tow), we went to “once over” coffee shop for a cuppa and laptop catchup. Was struck with how friendly and “down to earth” everyone was. Many noticed the art car, a couple asked questions, but most took her in stride. I think that said alot about the level of awareness and accptance in Austin that the bug was less remarkable here than (art car mecca,) Houston. Interesting. On the advice of barista, we took a short walk down Congress and met a toastmaster acquaintance for a sandwich at a food trailer downtown (Chez Remy) where we split a french sandwich (on perfect bread) with cornichons as the pickle of choice (bien sur.) Lamented the heat, humidity and the fact I had to go load up the bug (and couldn’t take more time to explore!)
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