A Day in the Life Visiting Dallas



Yesterday morning at roughly 9 a.m., I set my mind to visit Dallas for the morning and part of the afternoon.  I had enough of Fort Worth, and I simply needed to get away for any length of time to restore and maintain my sanity.  First on the agenda was the Holocaust Museum on the city's Historic West End.  The tour was self-guided, which was great because I could take my time in setting the pace.  I very easily could have spent more than the two hours I did in the museum, but I was on information overload.  Even for a history buff like myself, I can only take in so much information before my brain starts spitting it back out.  I highly recommend visiting the Holocaust Museum; in fact, it is only a few blocks from Dealey Plaza and all the JFK stuff.  Coupling the two themes would make for a full day of exploring and education.  However, I must warn finding the Holocaust Museum is somewhat difficult as it is not well-marked.  To be honest, I considered it hiding in plain sight as I looked straight at it while trying to locate the building.  Ha!  Once out of the museum, I strolled around Founder's Plaza.  This area highlights the first settler's in what is now both the county and city of Dallas.  A reconstructed log cabin is shown to give an example of what the first "citizens" lived in upon travelling here.  The plaza is nice and has been remodeled within the previous few years.  Before calling it a day in the great city of Dallas, I ate lunch at The Spaghetti Warehouse.  I haven't eaten at one of these restaurants in decades.  To be honest, I didn't realize this company was still in business.  As a little kid growing up in Austin, I remember eating at the one on 4th Street every year for my birthday.  So many memories!  The only downside to the experience: the service was slow and the food came out lukewarm.  In spite of the negative, I enjoyed eating there for the sheer nostalgia of the experience.  Unfortunately, my time away had to come to an end.  Once back in my vehicle, I headed toward Fort Worth.  On the way to the apartment, I stopped off at the coffee shop I usually frequent.  One of the ladies remarked about my radiating good mood and asked what was happening.  Of course I had to tell the truth, I was able to spend a glorious day away from Cowtown, and to visit several historical places on top of that.


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