Get outta town

This morning, Cas and I decided that it was time to get ourselves to New Braunfels. I have to go back to school on Thursday, so these few days are our last opportunity to do anything resembling a trip this summer.

We left town at around noon, stopping at Modella to make sure nobody had burned the place to the ground. So far, so good. 

We managed to hit Austin traffic at an inopportune moment, but I get the sense that all moments in Austin traffic are inopportune. To combat that, we stopped at a bar. We are very clever people. 

When we got to New Braunfels and checked into our hotel, we wakked to the front desk to ask about a few restaurants in the area. On the way to the desk, a fellow hotel guest recommended a restaurant in the adjacent town of Gruene named the Gristmill. Totally good call. Greune is one of those totally cute towns with a general store that sells absolutely nothing important- but if you want a ten dollar jar of salsa or a seven dollar refrigerator magnet, they've got you covered.

Here we are at the Gristmill: 

Cute, no? 

We left there and returned to the hotel for a little swimming pool time. We have the river tomorrow, and all Cas and I need to do before that is pick up some sunscreen. 

I sure am happy we managed to get out of town before we have to go back to work. Best. Idea. Ever.