There is live music everywhere in Austin—in the parks, on the streets, in the bars and even at the grocery store. We stayed in a fab craftsman-type bungalow near the UT campus (above), swam in the delicious
Barton Springs and yakked quite a bit. And the Tex-Mex food is outrageous, particularly the fried avocado tacos at
Torchy's food cart. But now I'm back in the Northeast, in Woonie headed for Block Island manana, jonesing. I might have to move to Austin. If they can
keep it weird.
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