What do you call a friend who has seen you at your best…your worst…would never let you get lost in a foreign country (or your own for that matter)…Is there when you fall and will pick you up…?
I don’t know about you but I call her Erica. She my best friend. And I’m so glad she was finally nice to me before our first trip to Ireland all those years ago 🙂
My friend Jennifer and I headed to Houston for a weekend conference. Two and half hours from home is sometimes all you need to feel worlds away and set you in vacation mode. We had a great time. When we travel you can be sure there will be lots of laughs and we will look for great food to try. This weekend was no exception. We went to an old dessert favorite and found a new breakfast ones. Made lists of places around the world we want to go next and discussed potential road trip destinations. Did a little shopping. And as always laughed until our sides hurt.
What better to do on a Saturday afternoon then grab our cameras and walk down south Congress looking for Happy Hour Specials and great photo ops. It was a fun afternoon and the fun continued well in the night (we did get an extra hour so we had to put it to good use). Looking forward to another Happy Hour Outing.