Omaha to Houston
The day of our traveling was mostly spent getting to
Houston. We left the Omaha area after work on Thursday and drove to Wichita,
primarily on two lane roads. Being the planners that we are – and since we’re
experiencing a heatwave in the Midwest, we brought along a cooler of water
bottles. It was a godsend. I also made a ziplock baggie of trailmix to cut down
on gas station snack purchases. We encountered some road construction, but
nothing awful on our way to Wichita. After getting to Wichita and paying the
toll, we went to our hotel. We arrived around 10 p.m. tired and ready to call
it a day, there were two vehicles from out of state in the loading area. Karson
went in to check us in and I waited in the car. A little over five minutes
later he came out shaking his head. The people ahead of him had not booked
rooms and were trying to pay with cash.
They didn’t understand why the hotel still wanted them to put some type
of card down for damage purposes.
Friday morning we set a goal to leave Wichita by 8 a.m. – so
we were up and going by 7 and on the road by 8 a.m. We were rolling along just
fine, we decided to stop in Norman because I was jonesing for an iced coffee –
I needed my fix, we both needed a bathroom. We gassed up, decided we’d wait a
bit longer to get lunch and got back on I-35. And by got back on I-35, I mean
that we then sat on the interstate for an hour or more, waiting. There had been
an awful accident at 6 a.m. that morning and 5 hours later they were still
cleaning it up. So, our schedule got messed up. We’d hoped to get to our
friends’ house in Houston at 5, we arrived around 7, STARVING.
Karson had been telling me for two months that when we went
to Houston, we would would go to the
best Mexican restaurant EVER. He would then go on and on about it.
Eventually, I told him he needed to quit talking about it because I was a
afraid it wouldn’t meet expectations. It reminded me of when people build up a
movie and then you see it and your opinion is, “That’s it?” Fortunately, El Tiempo was not the overhyped
movie. http://www.eltiempocantina.com/
After freshening up at his friends’ house, we
headed out to dinner at El Tiempo. I don't think I've ever been to a Mexican restaurant with a valet before. The place was busy and apparently there are multiple locations throughout Houston. If you're ever in Houston, I highly recommend it. The drinks and food were both quite tasty. After that, we headed back to the Browns' and it wasn't too much later before I called it a night.
