Finding a good place to watch the OU/TX football game turned out to be a bit of an adventure. Our first inclination was to head to the end of the West End, to the House of Blues. Tess had heard something about it, so I figured that was recommendation enough to at least check it out.
The restaurant ended up being this exotic Indian food place, complete with cloth-covered walls, plush pillows around knee-high tables, and dim lighting. It was beautiful, and would be an absolute blast to go on a date or take a group of friends there. But it wasn’t exactly the football atmosphere we were looking for. After taking some pictures to document the moment, we snuck back down the elevator.
The game was a blast. We won, 28-20. And our seats at the bar were prime real estate — we had a perfect view of numerous TVs and all it took was flagging down the bartender to get something to eat/drink. No wait time. So naturally I took advantage of that, eating a giant burger before kick-off, followed by fried pickles during half-time. And I probably drank at least ten tall glasses of Pepsi. At least. I mean, those games last foreeeeeever.
It was pretty late by the time the game ended, and Tess and I headed back to the hotel (where the car was still parked) to wait for Brittany and Valerie. I fell asleep while we were waiting.
Once they joined us, we piled into the car and drove to Fort Worth (about 45 minutes away). We ate at this really fun mexican restaurant called Joe T. Garcia’s, which is super famous (locally) and takes up almost an entire square block. It is surrounded by a high wall, and inside it is full of fountains, overgrown plants, tall trees, and giant terracotta pots. It’s so big (and beautiful) that you could have your wedding reception on one end of the plaza, and the place could still be open for business on the other.
After dinner, we went to Billy Bob’s for some good ol’ two-stepping. I’d never done it before, but it was so so so so much fun. I LOVE DANCING!
The place itself was pretty neat. It’s all one open room (no walls), and on one end of the building was a large stage where Clint Black was playing (woot for live music!), and on the other end was an area with casino and arcade-type games. In the center of it all was a dance floor. Perfect for two-stepping.
Apparently there is place similar to Billy Bob’s in Oklahoma City that my roommate Madison has been trying to get everyone to go to for a while now. I was always pretty lukewarm about the idea, but now…. now that I know what it means to two-step (oh the spinning!), I’d be happy to spend every Friday night there. And so, with only one year left of school, I just might buckle and buy myself some cowboy boots— A girl’s gotta dance.