Austin isn't weird. It's fantastic.
The food is nice, the shopping is lovely, but that compares little to cute boys - and Austin seems to have a lot of em.
John's a nomad, like me - in the middle of a road trip from California to New Orleans.
I was exploring Texas for my next travel guide. A guy I met earlier that day had invited me to a beard & mustache party at The Mohawk.
Patrick
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Over cans of Shiner, John's eyes locked with mine. The Decemberists were playing, and college students were dancing. I felt free - completely, 100% me: no job, no stress, no strings - it was like a pheremone.
"I don't have a plan, but I'm sure you fit into it, somehow" John told me the next day.
Better words were never spoken.