Houston

I'll be near City Hall. it sounds like it's not worth going too far? i won't have a car, most likely. is it easy to get cabs early evening? or is the trolley good enough?

The myth about the south that never seems to die. Most people in Houston are about as nice as most people anywhere else.

i am always shocked at how often people honk their car horns up north.

(I live in Houston, in case you haven't gathered that yet.)

Well, I used to HATE Houston, because some people are just assholes, but then I realized they're everywhere, and conjured the ability of tuning them out. All I know is that I honk like a madman along with my music, but that's just me. People don't really seem to pay attention to the horn at all in Houston anyways. Everyone has music blaring so it doesn't even matter.

Conservative? Those chicks at my school wearing skirts and short shorts? And low-cut shirts, spaghetti straps and all? Or like Right-wing people who think that government is God? No, we all worship our guns, although we are very concealed in that matter. We all have about 10 guns, but no one ever mentions them, and we seldom shoot them except at Hot Wells. I love the opportunities in Houston and all of the businesses. Houston is NOT made for tourists. It's made for people to be very stressed out about and drive around, finding the place that's perfect for them. Like a niche. You find your niche and everything is great. I've found several places that I go to quite often, and just stick with that. It's got a lot of fun stuff to do now, but nothing spectacular. There ARE a lot of Conservative Christians, but they don't bite. They're pretty shy. There are a lot of liberals too. I mean A LOT. I'd say we're more democratic than republic. Our government is in our guns. We control our own little dictatorships, inside every one of us.

By the way, I love cajun food!

i often wonder if houston is made for people. i think really it's made for cars. people are incidental, we're like the horses required to pull the carriages. when the robots are perfected, the cars won't need us anymore and we'll all be kicked out.

yes, i guess in that case the perspective of being a tourist in your own city would not be worth it.

I'll be in town, without a car, from Monday night through the following Sunday evening, staying in the theatre district. I get all of Saturday off for sightseeing, but otherwise am likely limited to after 5:30-6 on T-F, and a few hours on Sunday, lugging around a suitcase. Ideally, I want to see the Menil Collection/Rothko Chapel, the Space Center, Hermann Park and Rice. Especially the first two. Pretty much the only way I can do the Space Center is to take a bus tour that will eat up the day until 5. If I do that, I basically have to take a cab to Menil to get in maybe an hour on Fri/Sat/other night(s). Am I better off skipping the Space Center and giving myself as much Sat freedom as possible? And what do I do with a suitcase on Sunday? Take the trolley to the park and lie in the grass for a few hours? And where can I hear Zydeco on Saturday night?

Instead of the Space Center, I could also take a day trip to Galveston. Any reason i'd want to do this? I've never been to the Gulf Coast.

Also, are the 'Bayou's in Houston pronounced Bye-U, Bye-O, or Bay-O?

http://www.galactic-guide.com/articles/2R52.html

you could end up at least having an ironic good time

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Houston#List_of_famous_and_infamous_people_raised_in_Houston

i am in the rice area (rice grad student) and im not sure what there is to "see" but the trees are cool if you get off on that sort of thing. hell my favorite thing to do is look at the houses in river oaks.

we went to the space center for a field trip when i was 14 or so, i cant really remember much, other than it had just opened. im sure it is a lot different now, it's been about 11 years.

http://www.orangeshow.org/orange.html

i spent a lot of time in the blue building up there

My weekend was for sightseeing, and was very pleasant. I missed out on the Space Center due to the tourgroup being totally disorganized/unprofessional, but this was a blessing in disguise, as I wouldn't have had time for the other stuff I wanted to do - lots of walking and museum-visiting. On Saturday, I took the light rail down to midtown and had catfish and (my first) grits and specialty coffee at The Breakfast Klub, which was great food and a great (youngish, buppie-ish) scene - crowding around the coffee jugs, football with an r&b/jazz soundtrack, voter registration table-to-table, in-depth conversations about MF Doom. Outside, I chatted with the rep of the local Af-Am theatre about his first trip to New York and the nice people there and tasted some Texas microbrews. Then off to the Natural Science museum to check out the well-financed, computer-heavy oil and gas exhibit, followed by the Texas stuffed-animal exhibit and briefly the native American (North and South) collection, all of which were pretty well-done. Then went into the butterfly center - a walk-in rainforest with butterfiles flying all around you - which was amazing. Walked into Hermann Park - pretty boring at first, and my lemon ice was alien green, but then there was the little train, a little half-hearted but cheerier, followed by this great DC Mall-like marshy area with big pond and little bridges and boats and lots of ducks (!), including local ones, and all was redeemed. Then walked around Rice, which was a bit samey muted version of UCLA/Cal-Tech/Stanford, but generally nice-looking with staggered trees, beach volleyball and horseshoe courts, a not-too-terrible Michael Graves dorm, and a big U-Dub-like football stadium. Continued into nice West U. area before coming to very deserted, more depressing Rice Village on my way to - getting worse - strip-mall arterial crossroad where I chose (poorly) the supposed best barbecue in town over haute-chain South American. Maybe it's just that chicken is the wrong choice (but I'm not eating unknown beef), or that I'd eaten way too much earlier in the day, but I felt like I get better Texas barbecue on the upper east side (though this was smokier, admittedly). My Lone Star was tasty, though. With blisters and bug bites, I took the bus home.

Sunday I went to the Menil Collection, which was fantastic. The Renzo Piano building perfectly suits its environment. The Surrealism stuff, which I've never been a big fan of, was stunning. I spent maybe a half hour just in the small room of artifacts, mostly Northwest Coast and Oceanic, that the surrealists collected. The other 20C stuff was very good, but I spent too much time there when the Antiquities were waiting. I'm going to have to go back to the old stuff in the Met that I used to find boring. And then there were Tony Smith (yay) sculptures and enough space for an enormous Dan Flavin installation whose impact was heightened by coming in from the heat. Didn't get to see the Twombly exhibit, unfortunately. The Rothko chapel didn't quite do it for me. Some great houses in the neighborhood (in fact I saw a few nice international style-ish buildings elsewhere, in unexpected places).

Was on expense account, so I ate in a handful of nice restaurants. The best was an outpost of a NY restaurant empire, but I also found a very nice place in midtown (next door to the Breakfast Klub) called T'afia. The kind of place with the right attitude - local, fresh, simple, feminine, intelligent and interesting waitstaff - but with an unusual focus - cheese and fruit (perhaps just the season?) more than vegetables, though their herbs stood out more than anything. A good place to support. And not terrifically expensive - you can get out with two small plates and a glass of pretty good Texas wine for under $25, and an app and entree for under $35. On the cheaper end, I ate at a Ninfa's takeout, which was worthy - I don't want to know what's in the great beans, but they'll fill you up for hours and hours. And Treebeard's was decent. Unfortunately, maybe, no Vietnamese, only discovering I had been past Mai's a few times right before I left.

So it was nice, but I was pretty ready to get back - never been so happy to see lights on in apartment towers and people wearing white belts. I don't feel any need to go back, but I wouldn't despair at getting shipped there again. I'd like to see the Medical museum, perhaps.

uh, that should be make do, i think. er.

i have to say that whenever i am in big cities like chicago or new york, you know REAL cities and not just the intersection of several suburbs and sprawl, i find it very exciting but also vaquely clausterphobic and threatening. no space, no light, no sky or horizon! it would take me a long time to adjust to that. i like my buildings FAR apart thanks very much!

Anthony was otm above. Where are these William Norman Floyd houses? Are they the ones in the Menil's neighborhood?

Or drive up Hillcroft, if you're in the mood for something else. South of 59, it's Central American, all pupusas and gorditas. Drive north and you hit first Little Bombay, then Little Tehran, then Little Beirut, all of which are interspersed with random stuff like Mexican hip-hop clubs, Tejano gay bars, and a "Flying Pizza" joint straight outta the 1950s.

Or drive down Bissonnet west of the little enclave city of Bellaire. There you'll find African CD and Video shops run by Cote de Ivoirian women, the Moo Hive Honey Ice Cream Parlor, an outpost of Pollo Campero, and the Tat Dat Azz tattoo parlor. There's a little Havana down there, not to mention Colombians, Nigerians, Katrina Exiles, Salvadorans, Filipinos, Hondurans, Belizeans, etc.

No, the suburbs are not dull here. The far ring is; the inner ring, esp. on the SW side, is the immigrant city of the future.

I went to Smith & Wollensky recently and got their highly praised pork shank with applesauce and wanted to throw up afterwards. It was shit. The service was shit. Everything was shit. I would've faired better with IHOP.

If you're downtown then Zambuka (not sure if that's spelled correctly) is a lovely place. For sushi I love Koko's Yakatori on Richmond. Yum, yum. Houston's is always a good bet. It is comparable to Capital Grille but has a more local flavor.

I was a fan of Himalaya when I lived in SW Houston. At the time, the general recommendation was to let the 60-something proprietor pick out what he wanted you to eat. The pilaf dishes were huge.

At the time, I would have also called out Caracal (Mexican seafood), Mai's (midtown Vietnamese), Blue Nile (best Ethiopian I've had in 4 cities, not incl. DC), Star Pizza (Chicago style pizza).

Should I ever mend bridges with my mother, I'll drag her to Afrikiko, that sounds fun.

When I was in Houston a little while back, I ran into writer Joe Nick Patoski at a zydeco and Cajun show at a park. He told me he was going to southern soul bar the Silver Slipper. He didn't mention they had live music, just the jukebox. I didn't go. I should have.

http://www.texashighways.com/culture-lifestyle/item/9051-experience-one-of-the-best-live-music-scenes-in-texas-at-houston-s-silver-slipper

Pour One Out....

https://abc13.com/society/zone-derotica-in-galleria-area-to-be-replaced-with-velvet-taco/5329982/

https://i.imgur.com/sYAi983.jpg

Ha! Was just coming here to post that a taco place is opening up where the Galleria Zone D'Erotica was, only to see that the news was broke here by me upthread almost two years ago.

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did he buy the Astrodome and move into it?

Possibly! Would make as much sense as any other plans for it.