A verbatim record of a diary I wrote while visiting friends (Paul & Rice) in Austin, Texas during the Easter holidays of my second year at University in 1994. Re-blogged on the anniversary of each entry. 2017 Commentary, where necessary for context, added as footnotes in italics.
Friday 1st April 1994, 13:53 (CST)
37,000 FEET, JUST NORTH OF DALLAS, TX
This is (if you hadn’t already guessed) the flight to Chicago. As I mentioned, we’ve just flown directly above Dallas, Texas. Virtually cloudless, you could see downtown Dallas, Texas Stadium and DFW Airport right in a straight line together. In fact, you can again because I took a photograph of it. Hope it comes out*.
Last night, we went to Double Dave’s again. In a bout of wanton decadence, I bought us two huge pizzas – unlimited toppings. We all but demolished them, leaving enough only for breakfast this morning. Ahhh, wake up and smell the pizza!
We got a lift to the airport from Frampton in his bright blue GMC truck, with as much power in the stereo as presumably there is to be found under its considerable hood… …bonnet! (I’m nearly in England now)
Anyway, I glimpsed my last of Texas, and now I’m looking forward to the aforementioned list which in its entirety is only to be found in bonny England.
* I don’t recall ever developing any of the pictures I took on this trip (I must have done, but can’t remember). but this image from Google Earth (1993 satellite imagery) is an accurate representation of the view I have described.