The other day the most glorious thing happened. It was delightful. It was refreshing…
…it was a cold front!
At 9pm last week when we were leaving a restaurant, our car temperature gauge read 88 degrees, and it was awesome.
We’ve gotten settled into our furniture-less apartment here in Houston and have been truly enjoying ourselves. We’ve been meeting a lot of wonderful people and haven’t had a bad meal yet! The apartment itself is very modern with awesome amenities inhabited by mainly 20 and 30-somethings.
We’ve taken a special liking to the gym and the pool. The gym offers refrigerated towels for your work out and a canister of pretzels and cereal for a quick carbo load. I’m interested in gyms that lure me in with free food. The gym looks out onto a main drag of town which has fostered my new favorite gym activity: counting the number of Maseratis and Bentleys that drive by while I’m running on the treadmill. Oil and gas! Oil and gas! (We haven’t so much as whispered our thoughts on the BP oil spill since we’ve arrived in Houston for fear of a quick execution by the the 6 million Houstonites (Houstonians?) whose livelihoods thrive on the business).
We live in an area similar to Clarendon (for all of you Washingtonians) and Edina (for all of you Minnesotans). We are about 4 miles away from downtown Houston. There are a lot of delicious restaurants around us, but the best thing is that we live 4 blocks from an Anthropologie and 4 blocks from a Target. I tried to act really shocked when Matt pointed this out and explain it was merely a coincidence…
Things I’ve learned about Houston during our first weeks here:
1. Always wear an undershirt no matter how oppressive it may feel. It will save you loads of embarrassment when you walk around in public, as opposed to strolling into the local Crate and Barrel looking like you just ran a 5K.
2. No one is actually FROM Houston…and I thought DC was transient! I have yet to hear a southern drawl and see an aggressive belt buckle. I’m actually really disappointed about this. I did spy some chaps-like leather attire the other day and was very intrigued.
3. As stated before, do not diss oil and gas companies unless you want to be friendless.
4. Shockingly enough, Houston traffic is not nearly as painful as DC traffic. There are about 3 “mixing-bowl” type highway systems that run the perimeter of Houston and although they are always packed, they always MOVE. That’s more than I can say for 66 in Northern Virginia. /end rant/
5. Houston women are ALWAYS dressed up no matter what time of day it is and do not respond favorably to someone dressed in yoga pants, a semi-discolored tank top (from sweating profusely, of course) and $3.00 Old Navy flip-flops. I need to step it up.
6. Houston is NOT pedestrian friendly. Matt and I can’t seem to accept this and still insist on walking during 106 degree heat advisories and when we are almost getting run over by an oil and gas mogul who just raised their stock prices by burning 5 gallons of gas in 60 seconds after gunning it the moment a stop light begins to show signs of turning green.
7. Always carry a water bottle if you are in fact stupid enough to walk around freely in 106 degree weather.
8. Never, EVER wear silk during Houston summers unless you are interested in non-breathable fabric and feeling like you’re trapped in a sausage casing.
Kidding aside, Houston has made a great first impression! We have done some clutch “new city” things such as: locate our go-to Chinese and Thai restaurant delivery services, make friends with the farmers at the super fab. organic Farmers Market so I can take home every possible green bean in Texas, navigate arguably the coolest grocery store ever, and find the local Stevie Ray Vaughn cover band. We have met some really awesome people and have even won 2nd place at our first attempt at Houston bar trivia.
Who wants to come visit?