At the airport

We breakfasted at Ray Benson's Roadhouse in the Austin Airport this morning. Lisel caught the crawling fire, so she and Dave went exploring.

She found the stage. In Austin, we have live music in the airport because that's just how we roll. (it's actually a great gig).

Was it hapoenstance, or was she genetically drawn to the stage? Or maybe it was the life size cutout of Ray Benson. Only time will tell.




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