Super Bowl?

We knew we were out of place when the bellhop asked us if we were in town for the Super Bowl.

"Is the Super Bowl in Houston this year?" I asked. DH and I exchanged confused looks. "Is it this week?"

We were assured that the Super Bowl was indeed in Houston this year and that people were arriving for the pre-game festivities. Some "big wigs" had already checked in at our hotel.*

We reassured the bellhop that we were not Superbowl "big wigs" - or even fans. We were only in town for one night - for a concert.

It was a reunion of sorts with friends made on our trip last summer. Bonding with a pair of amazing sisters, EG and SW, ensured loads of laughs and adventures AND and an invitation to this house concert. The performer was also our tour host, Ronny Cox.

Before the music we toured the venue - a high rise of condominiums.  It was a lovely place and we enjoyed walking around the terrace and viewing Houston from this Galleria area building.

DH and I stood at the pool and watched the sunset.

Then we settled into listen to Ronny, with Sal Garza and Matt Margucci. It was a wonderful evening that ended way too soon.

I took photos during sound check as the room would soon fill.

Then all settled in for good music and good company.

Matt Margucci

Sal Garza and Ronny Cox

Matt plays a few instruments.

I love house concerts as you can visit with the artists as well as members of the audience.  We met the third sister (These ladies are something else - funny, smart, interested in everything. I can only imagine what it was like growing up with the three of them!). The "equipment guy/sound man" turned out to be a fellow from Sweetwater, Texas. Sweetwater is a small place - we had friends in common. We are all connected.

Quote of the evening: "None of those stories I sing about are true. I made 'em up." ~ Ronny Cox

I slept dead-out and awoke to a clear morning. DH and I walked around the neighborhood - stopping for breakfast and killing time before fighting** our way out of Houston, heading home.

Part of the view from our room.

No one was walking except us and this guy.

We stopped at Panera for breakfast and sat next to the tomato table.

At our stop for lunch I noticed this "escape route" at a house next to the burger joint.

NOTES:

* Full disclosure - we were at that hotel because 1) it was close to the venue and 2) it was free with "points."

**Our normal route was a nightmare of construction with the associated accidents narrowed lanes and poor signage bring. We took a different route out of town (a few miles longer, but with NO construction).