Pat and I enjoyed lunch at an icon of downtown Fort Worth Joe T Garcia's. As usual, it was packed, but it's deceiving large and windy in there. Wind-ee, as in it winds around.
We took lots of pictures of the beautiful courtyard since no one was out there due to the possible rain. You'd think we were all tourists and not native Texans. Oh, okay, I give, I was the only non-born-here foreigner in the group, but I've lived here my entire adult live, married a native and birthed native Texans~~so there.
Then on our drive home I went totally tourist and snapped some shots from the car of Fort Worth's main street. Yes, the very street they once drove cattle herds down through to the slaughterhouse. My mother-in-law told me that when she was a little girl you couldn't get within a few miles without smelling the awful stink.
The Stock Show is about to begin so peeps are already hanging out in cowtown.
Old split steps I thought were cool.
Cowtown Colosseum where the rodeo will take place.