OK, so I’m remiss in writing. Dallas was a good show. But the atmosphere? Hotter than need be. 100 deg F. But a dry heat.
Hotel was off in the middle of nowhere, near nothing but a drainage ditch. Renting a car is good. MacArthur Rd. is the retail hub of Irving TX. I hit three barbecue joints in five days. Coulters is the best. Dickey’s is second and Red, Hot and Blue just sucks. The ‘cue is Memphis style by way of Portland Oregon, or to put it another way, nothing to do with Memphis either.
The rest of Dallas was too hot to be in during the daylight hours, so in early am, I go to Dealey Plaza in downtown Dallas. Texas Book Depository building, pure history all over. With one exception. The camera dies and nothing is open on a Sunday morning in downtown Dallas. No extra batteries, so no pix, but the images are burned into the brain, so….
DFW Red Carpet Club? The surliest people you’ve ever met. Demanded to see ticket, Aeroplan card, passport and asked how long I intended to stay. No smiles, no welcome, no politeness. The rest of the whole state is friendly and polite as hospitable, except this one grumpy person.
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