Just a quick report on my first trip to Houston. Couldn't believe the sprawl when I was coming on to land in the plane. it goes on forever! The strange fractal patterns created by the new housing being built in the suburbs looks crazy from the air; the streets are blacktopped with tarmac; the plots are smoothed off and ready for building to commence; but the houses are not there yet. The result is a strange landscape that reminded me of the veins of leaves.
The city itself was surprisingly big. it was really walkable though, and I enjoyed the oily humid air in the early evening. Ended up at a wonderful dark bar called la Carafe in the old town. Great barman name of John. He'd been a regular at the bar for best part of a decade to earn his shot at working behind the bar. The place was like a dark cave as I got there with the bright sun low in the sky. It's a refuge for good people and a place where "everyone knows your name" like the song says. Very cool decor; brick walls; old photographs of Houston; great amassed candlewax sculptures and an old cash register that only goes up to nine dollars.
Check this place out if you can!
could this be the one and only knightrider?
Posted by: Paul Leahy | July 09, 2008 at 11:01 PM