We had tickets for the June 11th Mumford and Sons concert, but it was postponed due to one of the band members needing emergency brain surgery. Today was the make-up day, and we were still free and able to get down to Fair Park for the concert. Heather scored some great seats, about 20 rows from the stage, under the covered section of the Starplex (yeah, I know, it has another name, but they keep changing them and it’ll always be the Starplex to me). The opening acts were pretty good, and while we did enjoy them, we were there for Mumford. They put on a fantastic show, playing stuff from both Sigh No More and Babel as well as some jam sessions. If you get a chance, go see them, and if you haven’t heard much of their stuff, go buy their albums.
One year ago today, the girl who stuck around walked around the table with me and became my wife. It’s been a wacky year, with some major suckage, but also with some really great stuff.
Happy First Anniversary, my love!
We enjoyed one last wonderful breakfast courtesy of our hosts, loaded the car up, and headed back home. We stopped for lunch at the Berry Street Cafe in Llano and were blown away. It was fantastic! If you’re in the area, you need to stop there. After that it was just a straight drive home and then unpacking and enjoying a quiet evening.
We got up and moving, had another delicious breakfast, and headed out to the National Museum of the Pacific War to nose around and check out the Pacific combat reenactment. When I first started going to Fredericksburg, the only museum was the Nimitz Museum, located here because this was Adm. Nimitz’s home town. Over time that has morphed into a world class museum covering the Pacific theater of World War II. The museum is so large that you really do need two days to get through it and the tickets are good for two days’ admission. We snagged our tickets and then made our way down the street to the theater where they do the combat reenactments. The show was fun, with lots of functional (blank firing) vintage firearms, both from the Americans as well as the Japanese. The reenactors were mostly younger kids, in their late teens and early 20s, but there were some older folks there as well. After the show was over, we went back to the museum and went through as much as we could.
For dinner, we decided to head over to one of the local German places, but were defeated by a combination of timing and hostess apathy. We pulled in to the Auslander, saw many open tables, but were told there was an hour wait to get seated. So we bailed on that and decided to check out a different place. After wandering a little, we settled on Hondo’s on Main, a small dive close to our cottage. We weren’t disappointed, not a bit. This is a no frills place, don’t go in here expecting table service. You order your drinks and food at the bar and pick up your food at the kitchen window. But the food is excellent and the drinks are well priced. I got the ribs, made a mess eating them, but loved every minute of it. We even saw our hosts eating at another table, so it’s obviously good enough for the locals too. That capped off our evening, so we headed back to the cottage to finish packing up and get ready to head home in the morning.