Eventually we came to Dallas downtown, where was somewhat more lively that in
Grapevine. Somewhat, that is, but not overly much. I was suprised how quiet
it was for a city of this size. So, OK, with 38° in the shade, and the sun
burning, I can understand that there were not very many people walking the
streets. But the air-conditioned passways underground were equally quiet, and
the amount of cars was modest. It was a Sunday feeling to it, but it was
Tuesday afternoon. (But, OK; we had to wait to get a seat at the Mexican
restaurant where we went for lunch. Where they by the way did not have
sparkling water on bottle. Civilisation is a bit thin in Texas.)
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