I, Valeri Pearon, have a problem …
I’m the person who will make you wake up at 6 a.m. for a sunrise, and I’m not sorry about it.
I woke us up super early this morning to grab coffee and make it to Mount Bonnell for the sunrise. As the highest point in Austin, it is the perfect spot … when there aren’t clouds.
There were clouds.
BUT that’s OK. Even with clouds, if you paid attention, you could see some pretty colors showing in the skyline.
For those who don’t pay as much attention because they’re too busy trying to fall off a cliff *cough*Matthew*cough* then you’ll definitely miss the beauty of it.
The views: Worth waking up early
Matthew giving his wife anxiety for walking uncomfortably close to the cliff’s edge: Almost not worth it
I’m glad he didn’t fall off the cliff for many reasons, but really the main one was so I could see the look on his face when he got his *sandwich from the chicken shop.
Matthew and chicken shops are the ultimate pairing. … I’m pretty sure I’m a distant memory in those moments.
*my biscuits and gravy were also good
Breakfast ended a little later in the morning, so we ended up skipping lunch. In place of a meal, Matthew gave in to my constant need to find postcards … it only took half a day of strategically placed comments before he said yes.
The search for postcards took a little longer than expected, but as a reward for his patience, we headed to Aston Martin early.
Guys, I do not know how he does it, but Matthew manages to remember to find an Aston Martin showroom in every city we visit.
In all my trips to showrooms, I’ve learned there are only so many times I can comment on how much I like the color of a car before the looks of amusement turn to disappointment. So, as always, I follow him around (cleaning up his drool) for a good 10 minutes before I look at all the beauty from a well-placed sofa.
The lounging was needed though because my reward for spending an hour at a car dealership was a walk on the Greenbelt … in 88-degree weather.
Although I would have bet money on the two of us getting lost when presented with trails that have very little signage (we don’t do well with direction), we didn’t get lost. After a couple miles of seeing zero dogs and one too many snakes, I said yes to swapping out the trails for dinner.
Dinner: Salt Lick Bar-B-Que
I dream of pulled pork sandwiches and coleslaw from time to time, but barbecue isn’t usually our first choice in cuisine. But you can’t go to Texas and not have barbecue. It’s a rule or something.
You might ask, “How did you choose Salt Lick as your choice of barbecue?”
Matthew heard they had a meat pit … that’s all.
And I just go along with it because trying to convince Matthew to not go to a place he has his sights set on requires a certain amount of energy that I don’t currently possess.
So I had the biggest pulled pork sandwich I’ve ever eaten (remember … everything is bigger in Texas), and Matthew got his meat platter. We’re happy Pearons with full stomachs who then went straight back to our Airbnb, quickly wrote a blog and will now pass out.
I know my ramblings don’t have quite the flair Matthew’s does, so thank you for humoring me.
Come back tomorrow for Matthew’s take on breakfast tacos, art and his long-awaited return to Momos.