A Matter of Escape...



A few months ago, there was a wonderful write-up about Interabang Books in Dallas, Texas.  Immediately upon reading the article, I knew this was a place I wanted to visit.  The time to finally do so came this previous Saturday.  Needing a few hours away from my much-despised home in Fort Worth, I hopped in the truck and set sail across the Interstate.  With many thanks to Siri and her voice-guided help navigating the streets of Dallas, the place was easy to find.  I must have walked in on the tail end of a book signing, which would have been great to attend had I known about it.  The author had written a children's book covering the topic of bullying.  The turn-out of attendance seemed high.  Taking my time to shop around, the staff was very friendly and helpful.  I honestly can't remember the last time I paid full price for a book, but I wanted to honor my gracious host by making a purchase.  Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five was my newfound treasure from the bookstore.  Once I departed from Interabang Books, I drove to the Twin Peaks restaurant on Mockingbird Lane.  Lunch was good and the eye candy was delightful.  As the old saying goes, a person doesn't frequent a place like this strictly for the food.  Before leaving for Fort Worth, I wanted to check out Klyde Warren Park.  Upon driving around the vicinity, I honestly couldn't discern where to publicly park.  There were places to valet, but I didn't want to pay valet prices.  Having been foiled at my attempt to spend a few hours in the park, I decided to go ahead in heading back home.  Overall I felt the day was not a total waste.  Had I not driven to Dallas, I would have piddled away the day in laziness.  If you are ever in that area, I strongly suggest checking out the sites/sights and sounds.


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