I had a fun last day in Austin. Uncle Bruce met me at the rental car place. Did I tell you that the key got stuck in my first car? I was so sure that I was doing something wrong when the key wouldn't come out of the ignition. As it turned it was just plain old stuck. By the time I'd driven to downtown Austin, parked, jacked around with the key, drove back to the rental place and back downtown I lost three hours of the festival. Which set up a 'Nora running through the park trying to find the media check-in place with seven minutes to spare" race. I was dodging bike racks, hippies with clipboards and strollers to get there, but I made it. If I would have missed the check-in time I have no doubt that I would have sat on the sidewalk and sobbed.
Anyway, after the car was dropped off, Uncle Bruce took me to see where his brand new condo is being built and Longhorn Village. It is in a great community in a beautiful spot. I'm so excited for him!
I got to spend some time back at Sheila's. I worked on the NUVO blog and took a dip in their lovely pool - having fun with the self timer on the camera.
In my effort to be the perfect guest, I really blew it. I washed the towels and sheets, replaced the Diet Coke I drank and left a bouquet of roses on the counter. I gathered up all of my trash to put in the big trash bin. As I was packing I ran across the new undies that I'd purchased for the trip. As it turned out I'd accidently bought way too-big grannie panties. I decided to go ahead and pitch them, knowing that I'd never wear them. As I was headed to the garage the doorbell rang. I sent the trash on the kitchen counter, let Uncle Bruce in - and forgot to go back and carry it to the bin. I realized on the way to the airport that I'd left the pile of trash- with undies on the top on their counter. I was mortified.
With the exception of the great underwear gaffe, it was a fabulous trip. I'm so glad that I did it.