That's right. The morning I left for Texas, there was almost two inches of SNOW(!!!) in MA.



Can you tell I was happy to go to a warmer climate for a while?

After massive traffic on the Mass Pike, my buddy Justin dropped me off @Logan Airport around 8-ish.



I had never gone through security before, but it was a breeze, piercings and all. That's the American Airlines sign. Apparently I'm still learning how to use my camera.



Breakfast of Champions...a Sausage McMuffin. And yes, mock me if you must, but I read The New York Post, and enjoy it.

After a while (my flight wasn't until 11:40), I was starting to get pre-flight jitters. So, I was willing to leave the airport and have to go through security again, just to go outside...



...for a little chain-smoking.



Thankfully, the weather had changed to rain before I even got to Logan, so I decided to take a pic of the view, if you can call it that.



After getting on the plane, I'm surprised I didn't have myself a nice little panic attack. I certainly came close to hyperventilating, though. Thankfully, getting a call from the airline the night before and getting a non-stop flight due to overbooking probably helped.



After we leveled off, I calmed down a lot. Being in coach, this was my "lunch."





Yay cloud things!



I have a thing w/pictures of bathrooms. Sadly, I didn't get a choice to join the Mile-High Club, so don't hold your breath.



This was as we started our descent, as I noticed buildings in Texas are...flat.



I thanked the numerous heathen deities for letting me touch down safely on my very first flight.



And already I felt welcome. It was soon after I was greeted by the beautiful and awesome sillyokio! (I didn't get a picture, as she forbade it @the time. )





A drive to Lewisville soon made it's way to another first for me...



...a trip to Sonic! Root beer and onion rings were had. And they were good.





A view from my temporary residence, as I enjoy the Beer of Texas (I'm not sure if that's true, but it should be), Shiner Bock.

After some waiting, we received a visit JacksWastedLife, where he made his presence known.



Though, let it be known, he saw my bare ass as soon as he came in the door. After a yummy pot roast dinner, we decided to find something to do w/our night.



It's like Dave & Busters, but cooler, or so I was told. Many video games were had, as was alcohol.



GO COWBOYS!



He's a flirt, he is, he is. What kinda girl does he take me for?



We had to...milk the cow...to get tickets.



I was obviously doing it wrong.

We then went back to Okio's for more beer and Harvey Birdman. Fred then said farewell, and we turned in for the evening.