Why I love Austin, Texas


My son and I were having a conversation about travel and what it means to us.

My Boy is not a traveler. He likes his home, his group of friends, his routine. He likes to know what to expect for any given day, he likes to know how to get where he’s going without a map, and he likes to sleep in his own bed at night. He is most uncomfortable when he doesn’t know what’s around the corner, and exploring new places doesn’t push any of his buttons. If he goes somewhere new he only enjoys it if he has a guide who knows exactly where everything is, and who knows how to get him back home. He’s the one who orders a cheese burger no matter what kind of restaurant we’re in.

Brian and I, and my Girl, are travelers. We get bored in one place if we’re there too long. We love to get lost on purpose and get off the beaten track. When we’re faced with a sudden change of plans, we say “Bring it on!” and know that it will bring us a new adventure. We like to wake up in new places, and try out new food.

One thing we all agree on though? No matter what we’re doing we enjoy it most if we’re doing it with good people.

My Boy has some great travel memories because he spent those days with good friends. He had a wonderful time in Brazil because he got involved with our friends’ children who were around his own age, and was welcomed by them with open arms. Our friends now call him their “other son”, and my Boy can’t wait to see them again even though he’ll have to fly to the other side of the planet to do it.

Brian and I have been happy to have stay-at-home long weekends or vacations when we’ve spent that non-adventurous time with friends.

It’s the people we surround ourselves with that bring all of us the most happiness, no matter what we’re doing.

This is why I love Austin so much. My love is not for the city itself (although I really do like it there), my love is for the people I know who live there. During this quick trip home I packed up my kids and made the short drive over to spend time with some of the best people we know, a family we made friends with eight years ago. A family I hope we are friends with for the rest of our lives, no matter where we all scatter to. We hung out, ate pizza, chatted over the backyard fire pit, and didn’t do anything all that special, but it was still a great day and night.

So far we’ve caught up with them in Austin, in Vegas, in Zion National Park, and in Houston. Someday I hope to catch up with them in countries far away. They’re travelers too, and no matter where they go we’ll always make time for them, and they’ll always make time for us.

Thanks Greg and Jenn, for being who you are, and loving us for being who we are.



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4 Responses to Why I love Austin, Texas

  1. greg December 5, 2012 at 7:14 pm #

    Wow. Thanks so much Peg. That love is mutual – sure enjoyed seeing you all!

    • akil3655
      Twitter: kiltandacamera
      January 3, 2013 at 3:10 am #

      Hugs to you, Greg. I’m so lucky to have you guys in my life, even though that sounds so cliche. It’s true.

  2. Nancy B. December 5, 2012 at 9:18 pm #

    I’m not sure where the boy gets his “familiar/safety first” kind of travel. Knowing the rest of the family on both sides, it isn’t genetic. :-) But you captured it in a nutshell. He holds his familiar surroundings very dear and close to his core. Although, once he takes a place to heart, it’s his forever. He still pines for Reno (and, I’m happy to say, Grandma and Grandpa Rich’s home). Glad you had a good trip and were able to have lots of mom time.

  3. akil3655
    Twitter: kiltandacamera
    December 5, 2012 at 9:45 pm #

    Nancy, I don’t know either! But he’s happy, he’s building a life and he’s not against trying new things. He just prefers his familiar experiences. There is NOTHING wrong with not being a traveler. I love that he is who he is, and that he’s an open minded and kind hearted kid. And of COURSE he loves Grandma and Grandpa Rich’s home. That’s because Grandma and Grandpa Rich are there. :0)
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