lazy, lazy day -- austin, day 6
Actually went to the hotel's gym today.
We checked out -- thanks, SpectraVision! -- and then we dropped our friend off at the airport.
Then we checked back in at the Austin Motel, where we were horrified by our room, which was probably the desired effect they wanted in the first place:
Bad things happen here. Very bad things.
After more decadence at Amy's across the street, we went off to Book People, well, because we're suckers for good bookstores wherever they may be. It's part of a mall with a Whole Foods, so it was pumpkin-fondling season again for Mer.
And on Ryan's recommendation, we set off for Rudy's BBQ... and my hat's off to him.
This was everything the Salt Lick was not: crowded with families, great BBQ priced by the pound, grape Welch's soda served in ice, white bread... there was even a "cutter cam" trained on a person cutting brisket.
And after this little stop at Little City, we're off to the Austin Film Festival....