Enjoyed a birthday brunch with good girlfriends (two of whom are February babies) at Moth Cafe, a new plant-based eatery in town (Woohoo! Another one! There was even a lineup in the cold). Seriously one of the best Banh Mi's (Vietnamese submarine) I've ever tasted! Yowza.
Last night, I was at an 80th birthday party. The birthday celebrant, who is the father of one of my best friends, is quite the inspiration. At 80 he's still able to laugh a lot, chase after his grandkids and shake it on the dance floor. Very much sound of mind, he still drives. His mobility surpasses that of many sixty year olds! It warms my heart to see someone completely obliterate the "over the hill" stereotype :) I even gave a mini salsa lesson in regular high heeled shoes and my ankle stayed strong, which confirms how much I've healed in all the time that's passed since I last put on actual dance shoes.
The majority of the past week was spent in Tulsa, where I got a good dose of southern hospitality. What a bunch of polite folks! Back in the day when I travelled in the US a bunch, I remember noting the same thing about Kansas City (not sure if that's still considered the south though).
Oklahoma seems to be the land of tornadoes, guns and churches. Even the airport had a church. You know you're not in Canada anymore when you see signs asking you to NOT bring your gun into the building. I also experienced my first tornado drill there (as opposed to fire drills). Speaking of fire drills, I burnt toast for the first time ever and managed to set off the hotel fire alarm while trying to enjoy my continental breakfast. I couldn't even hide it. I just stood there with a silly deer-in-headlights smile, the smoking black toast still dangling from the tongs in my hand. Whoops. [Cue in "Angel can't cook" joke here.]
Of course one never gets much sightseeing done on a business trip so on my last day there, instead of relaxing with this (I never ever had a shortage of post-dinner leftovers) before my flight ...
... I had to get up off my butt and squeeze in a quick museum tour. I chose the Philbrook Art Museum because it seemed smaller than the natural history museum. This would allow me to catch my flight on time. Sure enough, I covered the whole art collection and despite unforeseen delays due to Uber map glitches (I wonder if it was a cyber attack), I had a stress-free commute to get my bags and hit the airport (with a taxi this time). The Philbrook Art Museum is in a donated mansion and it was very peaceful and pleasant to wander the rooms and even the garden.
For just 9 dollars, one can relax in this lovely place. I'd love to read a book in the garden, which has a generous amount of benches.
The majority of the past week was spent in Tulsa, where I got a good dose of southern hospitality. What a bunch of polite folks! Back in the day when I travelled in the US a bunch, I remember noting the same thing about Kansas City (not sure if that's still considered the south though).
Oklahoma seems to be the land of tornadoes, guns and churches. Even the airport had a church. You know you're not in Canada anymore when you see signs asking you to NOT bring your gun into the building. I also experienced my first tornado drill there (as opposed to fire drills). Speaking of fire drills, I burnt toast for the first time ever and managed to set off the hotel fire alarm while trying to enjoy my continental breakfast. I couldn't even hide it. I just stood there with a silly deer-in-headlights smile, the smoking black toast still dangling from the tongs in my hand. Whoops. [Cue in "Angel can't cook" joke here.]
Of course one never gets much sightseeing done on a business trip so on my last day there, instead of relaxing with this (I never ever had a shortage of post-dinner leftovers) before my flight ...
For just 9 dollars, one can relax in this lovely place. I'd love to read a book in the garden, which has a generous amount of benches.
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