Postcards from Dallas, Texas
I spent one of the first weeks of this month in Texas with my sister, visiting our grandparents. We did the same trip last year for their 70th birthdays, and I have to say, I’m so glad we did it again. No one cares about you like a grandparent does, and having a week to just chill out and laugh together was the best. We spent lazy days sleeping in, watching Jeopardy, and sitting out at the fire pit. The rest of the time we explored Dallas, worked our butts off in the gym, and ate a lot.
One of my favorite parts of our trip was exploring the Perot Museum of Nature and Science in Dallas. We had never been, but had all heard amazing things. The exhibits were incredibly interactive and informative. I took a physical science course in college and was so surprised that I remembered so much! I would highly recommend it to anyone with kids- we kept saying my little cousins could have spent days there. However, we “adults” had just as much fun.
Another memorable evening of our trip was spent in Fort Worth, Texas. Everyday they walk the longhorn steer down the main street, which is a show in itself. However, I love people watching in Fort Worth. There are the tourists and the locals and the true honest cowboys. It’s a fun place with plenty of shopping, dining, and an infectious energy. A must for anyone visiting the area for the first time.
There are a couple locations my sister and I insist on visiting when we visit my grandparents. I love going to the driving range with my grandfather, an avid golfer. I love improving my swing and Emily loves whacking away at golf balls with a wild flourish and spin at the end. I worry she’s going to go off the edge more times then not.
Emily’s choice is always the Rainforest Cafe. When we were younger, we ate there frequently. We even remember when the dessert volcanos came out with real, live sparklers. They don’t anymore, which is a huge bummer. But, Emily still loves the mechanical animals and the rainstorms. While it’s not my favorite, we always end up sitting at a table for hours cracking jokes and sharing food.
I believe I said something similar in my travel snapshots post from Ithaca, New York, but as I’m getting older, I’m really starting to realize how important time with family really is. I have learned so much from my grandparents over the years and I believe a huge part of who I am is due to their influence. Right now, I’m counting down the days until I see them next.