Back in Dallas. I’m officially giving up drinking at this very moment. The ban will last until I jump on the plane heading back to Australia. Partied in Austin last night, have vague recollections of riding on one of those bike taxis (where the bike pushes a carrier). This is what happened: in a drunk and silly mood, I proposed a deal to the owner of the taxi: if I rode the bike instead of him, would I get a discount?
He said yes. So there I was, weaving through the drunken hoards at 2 am in the morning on 6TH street in Austin. I don’t remember how long I rode for. The memory of all of this came to me like a jolt when I woke up this morning.
Anyway, on the straight and narrow tomorrow……will not drink again until flying back to Australia.
