Honky Tonk Sundays

In Honky Tonk on 03/14/2010 at 5:02 pm

With a washing machine on sabbatical and my boyfriend having a rare day off, we road tripped to the Hill Country with two trash bags of laundry.  Our intent was to knock out the inevitable, enjoy the sunshine and hit up some beer joints we call home.

Typically, I frequent these type of establishments during the evening hours and have seen a few things worthy of a blog post.  Sundays, while I have seen them before, are a whole other ball of wax.  First, there are children everywhere, usually running amok.  Their parents are in the vicinity but are rarely paying attention to anything other than their conversations.  Not being someone whose all that into children (AKA not at all), this annoys me and makes me feel like I am drinking in a day care.  Secondly, the tourist quota is high.  Granted, my places are famous for their longevity and notorious past but the shorts with black socks crew can be a tad goofy.  Drinking beer while people are drinking cokes and gawking also makes me feel like I am drinking in a day care.

Third, going into a bar in the daylight and emerging from a bar in daylight tends to throw off my balance.

Ultimately I recommend visiting honky tonks in the sun.  They seem a tad naked and implicitly shady purely because you know what you see is never what you get.  Plus the crowd, and their attire, is definitely worth catching a glimpse.

Argument against trivia: Current as of 2006, for every ten successful attempts to climb Mount Everest, there is one fatality.

  1. We went to La Tuna Sunday afternoon. No children or dogs and we were blessed with perfect timing: the mariaches arrived just as we were leaving. Walked to the parking lot to the strains of “El Rancho Grande.”

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