Last week Kyle had a class with his job in Houston. He had to miss the last game of the indoor season to catch a flight, bummer. But he went down on Sunday and Layne came down later in the week. When he got to the hotel, he commented that all his traveling went really smoothly, contrary to the whole Delta/Barcelona experience. What a relief.
Since we're moving down to Houston at the end of this year we decided to make this a little exploration trip to figure out where we wanna live. Kyle will be at two different offices over the two years that we're there, but we're gonna try to find a place closer to the office that he'll spend 18 months at. We found a few apartments in the area, but holy carp it's expensive. We kinda just drove around the area between 10 and 59, bounded by 610 and 45 to get a feel for the area that we'd wanna live/hang out, and it's expensive, but hopefully we find someplace close to Kyle's work so he can walk or ride his bike to work. That is the ideal sitch.
We found a lot of cool restaurants and bars while we were there. When Layne came into Houston on Wednesday, we went straight to happy hour sushi at Aka sushi house, a sushi place that Hal suggested. It was a great suggestion 'cause the sushi was pretty dang good and we also munched on some tasty apps.
From sushi we drove down Westheimer and almost stopped at the Royal Oak before we decided to hit up a place called the Grand Prize, another suggestion from Hal Tour Guides, Co. This place is at 59 and Montrose and we get inside and we're immediately kind of intimidated 'cause it's kind of grungy, but kind of charming too.
Warm red lights and comfy furniture, but it also had that goth feel to it. So we get a couple beers, have a nice catch-up chat, tweet the Villain and then decide to call it a night. We get to the hotel {K kind of pointing out buildings/stuff along the way} and start to unload Layne's luggage. Rephrase. Try to unload Layne's luggage. We opened the trunk and her luggage was gone. Stolen. Right out from under our noses. G-O-N-E, gone.
Welcome to Houston, Layne.
So we call the cops, file a police report, talk to Thrifty, Geico, parents, etc. Needless to say it's a long, long night and following day.
Side note: when the police officer got to the hotel to take our statement, he immediately asked what kind of car we're driving.
"It's a Chevy something."
"Oh yeah, Chevys and Ford trucks are super easy to break into. I'll show you how they did it."
Sure enough, scum just stuck a screwdriver into the key hole, wiggled it, and boom they're in the car. Pop the trunk, grab the goods, and then they're out. 2 minutes tops. We never had a chance. Cops basically said don't hold your breath for the luggage to turn up. All of Layne's clothes plus other random things were taken {but random things that add up}. What a freakin' bummer. Thankfully no jewelry was packed in there.
The rest of the trip was spent with one eye looking over our collective shoulder, buying some clothes at old navy, and trying to forget about the terrible welcome that Layne received. We're def gonna like living down there, we just have to make sure it's a safe area. We tried a few cool places {Cafe Brasil, Empire Cafe, Crave Cupcakes, etc.} that make us excited to get back down there. Deets: at Cafe Brasil we got the hummus and pita bread which was so tasty. We also got a pizza there that had figs, prosciutto and arugula. So good we almost went back the next day to have it again. We can def get used to the food down there.
So, once again a nightmare experience during some travels. I mean, we're not going anywhere for a long time. We won't promise that, but right now yeah we're not going anywhere.
PS - Harvest Beer festival was last night downtown and we had a great time with Mar, Joe, Callan, Rob and Tanee. It was awesome trying out a bunch of different beers and we even got to try Back Alley Blues BBQ. Great pulled pork there. We ended up at Patrick's out South and ran into some old time friends and some OSU peeps too. It was a great Saturday that was bolstered by wins for Arsenal and OSU.
Pic of the fam, followed by the picturesque Saturday morning featuring Arsenal, pumpkin spice lattes and naps.
Talk to you soon.
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