By Zachary Moses
This is Part 3 in a three-part series. To start at the beginning, click here for Part 1. If you missed the last segment, read Part 2.
Continuing the night on the town…
Our next bar stop was the Dallas Eagle, a leather and fetish bar. Soon after arriving I was chatted up and told all about the local scene by this leather-harnessed fellow.
The evening got progressively weirder when I was taken in for a demonstration of the boss. I didn’t even know that things like this existed. I’m not going to go into details about what this is, but I think most of you get the idea from the picture.
Tonight we introduced Aaron (one of the writers) to Fireball whisky. He loved it! “How could whisky taste this good?” he exclaimed! I will admit that I really like Fireball too, but it’s dangerous stuff. When whisky has no bite, it’s impossible to gauge when you’ve had too much. I didn’t envy him the headache he would have in the morning.
Final Day:
At breakfast this morning I sat next to a bleary-eyed Aaron who was muttering quiet regrets about discovering Fireball. Breakfast this morning was in the Original Market Diner. It was packed full of people and seemed to be everyone’s favorite greasy spoon breakfast establishment. Plus, I absolutely cannot resist pie in a rotating display case.
Our first outing of the day was the Sixth Floor Museum. This is the building from which John F. Kennedy’s assassin shot the ill-fated president. We got to look out the window where his assassin stood. I never want to do that again. That was a creepy piece of history.
For lunch we stopped at the Katy Trail Ice House for some ribs and other local Texas Bar-B-Que. This popular stop is the only restaurant along the Katy Trail biking path green corridor. The food was nice, but the atmosphere was awesome! The cottonwood trees were in bloom and I was sneezing up a storm. Some of the cotton even landed in my beergaritta, a naughty variation of the popular margarita. I drank it anyway.
Our next stop was the Dallas Arboretum and Botanical Gardens, which are amazing and an unexpected highlight of Dallas, although I highly recommend having kids with you when you go. This place has the coolest kids’ center I’ve ever seen.
We had two lovely hosts, but one of them didn’t like me because I asked too many questions. My queries included “how does the size of the arboretum and gardens compare to the size of the airport?” She was unprepared for an inquiring mind like mine. Also, her skirt was crooked and I couldn’t figure out a nice way to tell her. Honestly, how do you tell someone that her skirt is crooked? “Hi, I barely know you, and you probably think I’m a creep and/or hitting on you, but your skirt is absolutely wonky.” I thought I might get slapped for being helpful so I stifled that opinion.
Next was a thrillingly fast elevator ride to the top of the GeO-Deck.
At the top of the tower, they have a rotating restaurant which is…whoa…dizzying. The view is incredible and scary. You can descend a floor and emerge into the fresh air. And to ensure that no-one takes the fast way down, they’ve put up lots of blocking cables, so there is no chance of someone swan diving to their death.
Our last touring stop was at the Bishop Arts District. This adorable walking district is filled with eclectic little shops and loads of street performers. Duane and I stopped in at a little chocolate shop called Dude Sweet Chocolate, that had the most fabulous hand crafted chocolates.
Our farewell dinner was held at a restaurant called Hattie’s, that serves down-home southern food, with a modern twist. This was one of the best restaurants I’ve ever been to. And when I started chatting with the owner, it turns out he’s from Key West, Florida where our company is headquartered. What a small world. Here’s a picture of us in the restaurant.
My overall take on Dallas? I loved it, and would happily return.
