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Hippies Among Cowboys

In all the great state of Texas, Houston stands out like the liberal, loud-mouthed, gay, animal-lovin’, tree-huggin’ aunt at a conservative family reunion. Now, we’ve heard that Austin, the capital, is (and I quote) “weird,” however we have yet to visit. Britt will be spending a week there at the end of the month, so she’ll have to do some comparative investigating. Until then, I’ll speak of what I know, and I know that Houston marches to the beat of their own odd-ball drummer.

It’s not the buildings that make Houston kooky. In fact, just driving around would give you the impression that Houston is just another metropolis.

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After calling Houston “Home” for 7 months, we’ve discovered an entire breed of people living here that we have only come in brief contact with previously in our lives. To call them “Artists” is an understatement, for they don’t just make art, they live it. To call them “Hippies” is impertinent, for they don’t just reject “the man” and seek a laid-back, good time. They are active community members using their talents to make Houston a safer, greener, and an all around more excellent place to be. They are the reason that Houston is different, and that’s why we love it here so much. But, because I can’t think of a word that encompasses all of that, we’ll just call them Art-Hippies, and enough about them already! This post isn’t even about Art-Hippies! It’s about what they drive…

Art Car

 

Art Car

Ladies and gentlefolk, let me introduce you to Art Cars. These are working cars that are driven on the roads, so imagine our surprise when stopped at a light and one of these comes rolling up next to us. Houston is the Art Car capital of the world, and they are fairly common vehicles of choice. Two live in our neighborhood. Each year they kick off the summer with the Art Car Ball, and for the less formal of us, the Art Car Parade.

To kick off the Parade this year was our very own Mayor, Annise Parker, and her partner, Kathy. Mayor Parker is one of the first openly gay mayors of any major US city, and the second female mayor of Houston. Not what you expect to hear when reading about Houston, eh?

Mayor Annise Parker

Now, back to the cars. Technically speaking, an Art Car, is an automobile that has been transformed by an artist into a personal symbol that pleases said artist’s aesthetic. So, with that in mind, included in the parade were unique scooters to incredibly detailed corvettes.

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My favorite cars were the ones with things glued to them, and lucky us, the Art Car Museum is just down the street from where we live so we can hop down there anytime to get a closer look at the incredible detail on some of the more famous cars.

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While we thoroughly enjoyed the Art Car Parade, we are looking forward to discovering other niches of Houston’s community. Who knows, maybe one day we’ll be able to say that we help keep Houston weird!

 

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Blue Bonnets

During this time of year we are used to the weather being miserable with freezing rain, grey skies, and muddy grounds. However, spring time in Texas has been nothing but beautiful! Another pleasant surprise of living down South.
After hearing much talk about the Texas Blue Bonnets blooming during this time of year, we packed into the car and made our first trip out to the suburbs, specifically, the little town of Brenham. Quite literally after crossing Brenham’s town line, the sides of the highway lit up with Blue Bonnets, Indian Paintbrushes and a variety of other wildflowers.

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The flowers themselves bring thousands of people flocking to Brenham’s roadsides every spring, but it’s not the only draw. In 1907 Brenham Creamery opened it’s doors, later changing their name to Blue Bell Ice Cream (despite the fact that the wild flower is actually a Blue Bonnet, not a Blue Bell). The Ice cream is not sold in every state, however they do rank among the top three best-selling ice creams in the country. Having never tasted Blue Bell, and with the weather being in the high 70′s, a stop at Scoops, a hand-dipped Blue Bell ice cream shop, was the perfect way to end our day trip. Britt went with a Red Velvet ice cream, and I chose Blackberry Cobbler. Let me tell you, WOW! Delicious!

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We weren’t the only ones to enjoy the ice cream either!

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We know that summer is going to bring some pretty ugly weather, but until then we are enjoying spring in Texas!

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That Time of the Year

For the past three years Britt and I have moved every 6 months. And I’m not talking about moving across town. We packed our lives up 6 times and moved country-to-country and state-to-state. It was exhausting, and knowing that we were going to be settled in Texas for several years was comforting. However, it has been 6 months since we moved down here, and believe it or not we had a (brief) moment where we wanted to pack everything up and go at it again. Once we got to thinking about the logistics of it all we quickly decided that it was indeed a better idea to stay put for a while longer. Although our traveling together has slowed down, it hasn’t come to a complete stop. During the past 6 months we were able to visit home-sweet-home Chicago several times, as well as returning to Scandinavia on our trip to Sweden back in February. For some reason, I thought that this move down South would mean a slower lifestyle, but if anything, life has sped up! Britt is constantly on the go with IKEA, I’m going between working on my portfolio and getting ready for my new job at the Houston Zoo, our pup gets us outdoors, we might be adopting a kitten, and to boot we are training to run the half marathon at Niagara Falls this June!

Brix & Blue Bonnets

What I’m really getting at is that while we are doing blog-worthy activities just about every week here in Houston, I’ve just fallen behind on getting them up on this blog. I have some free time this coming week, so be prepared for some new posts! Until then, enjoy this wonderfully hilarious video that my siblings made…

 

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Whip It, Derby Style

Ever since Drew Barrymore made her directorial debut in 2009 with Whip It, we’ve had derby-fever. Due to one reason or another, we never made it to the Chicago Roller Derby. However, remembering from the movie that the sport has it’s roots in Texas, one of the first things I did after unpacking our apartment was look up the Houston Roller Derby. The opening bouts (games) were this past weekend, and they did not disappoint.

Brawlers vs. Psych Ward Sirens

Brawlers vs. Psych Ward Sirens

Although technically roller derby has been around since the 1930′s, the full contact, all female sport that we know it as today started in Austin, Texas back in the early 2000′s. Contrary to popular belief, the majority of bouts are played on a flat-track, compared to the traditional banked track used in Barrymore’s movie. Cost was the number one factor in the transition to the flat track, considering it takes a lot to build a banked track. Not only does it cost a pretty penny to build, the cost of securing a permanent building is also a hang-up. The Houston Roller Derby sets-up shop once a month in the Bayou Music Center with a removable floor and some neon green duct tape. Another benefit to having a flat track, is that it allows the spectators to be that much closer to the action. However, it is a contact sport and due to safety regulations you must be 18 or older to sit along the “crash zone” and before the bouts begin everyone must practice the “lift and cover” (a technique to save your drink should a jammer come barreling your direction).

Bayou City Bosses vs. Valkyries

Bayou City Bosses vs. Valkyries

Apparently, before the derby revival in Austin, the sport was more about entertainment and had the game’s winner fixed in advance, with lively costumes and satirical names. With the reinvention of the game, the bouts were no longer fixed, but the costumes and names remained, some of which included: Mary Queen of Skates, Sam I Slam, Mary Choppins and (my personal favorite) Erma Gerd. Several of the skaters were sporting battle paint on their faces to go along with their braided pig-tails (because you know nothing says, “I’m ready for battle” like braids and some face paint). Despite their playful appearances, once the whistle blew and the bout began these girls turned into beasts on wheels.

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Each match is a double header, with 4 different teams, and throughout the evening the games had to be stopped twice for injury. Everyone took a knee while an the injured skater was escorted off of the track to a bench of fellow racers all healing broken bones from last season. Along with the last girl to get knocked, let me rephrase that, SLAMMED out of the game, any desire that we had to give the sport a try quickly vanished.

Houston Roller Derby

 

Though we wont be lacing up ourselves, we will definitely return for next month’s bout. We had a blast, and the do-it-yourself, keep-it-local, third-wave-feminism attitude of the game is right up our alley. If you live in a city with a derby league, then I highly recommend checking it out. If not, rent Whip It, and then get yourself to a derby city and attend a bout!

Houston Roller Derby

 

 

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Please Sign Here…

While we didn’t get to visit Kreditbanken at Norrmalmstorg, where the term “Stockholm Syndrome” was coined, we did go to a building of equal importance. The Nobel Museum. This past weekend all eyes in America turned towards Hollywood as the year’s biggest award night, The Oscars, commenced. It strikes me as funny that we, as Americans, invest so much time and energy into making The Oscars the biggest awards night, crediting people for good storytelling. While across the seas, Sweden’s biggest award ceremony is recognizing people for actively and profoundly making this world a better place. I digress.
Alfred Nobel, the man who invented dynamite, is the one responsible for dreaming up the idea of the Nobel Prize. A portion of the museum was dedicated to Nobel himself, and was he something else! Portions of his journal are on display to see, and (via a translation – he was Swedish) it contained the self-loathing and angst of a modern-day misunderstood teen. A line that made me literally guffaw was, “Alfred Nobel. Life accomplishments: none.” Coming from a young man who could fluently speak 5 languages, excellent at schoolwork and began uncovering explosives at a young age, I would say that his feelings of self-disgust were severely misguided.

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“Alfred Nobel wrote in his will that physics, chemistry, physiology or medicine, literature and peace would each year receive a part of the revenues of his fortune” (Nobel Museum Literature). The museum itself was rather small, but with most of the exhibits housing monitors with short films, a lot of information was packed in.

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Thanks to Lonely Planet and the odd-ball tips they pack in to their books, we were let in on a little secret about the museum and the more than 800 Laureates. Someone must have said to the winners something along the lines of, “before you go, please sign here” while holding up a cafe chair and pointing to the bottom. Quite an audacious and curious request to make of someone who just received one of the highest honors a person can get if you ask me! Nevertheless, it made for several perplexing looks cast our way as we entered the cafe without ordering anything, and began turning over chair after chair.

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Though it is unlikely that either one of us will ever be signing the bottom of one of those chairs, and if there is anything we took away from our visit to this museum, it’s that we should live life as if we will. With Britt’s business savvy and my artistic creativity, we will continue to work hard and try to best utilize our strengths for the betterment of society. Who knows, perhaps one day in the far off future we will be returning to this 18th century building and be given a silver pen and the bottom of a chair.

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Posted by on February 26, 2013 in Art, books, History, Nature, Stockholm, Sweden, Tourism, Travel

 

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Taste of Stockholm

With Britt’s work obligations completed, on Friday morning we boarded the Statens Järnvägar (Swedish State Railway) for Stockholm. Though we found the small town of Älmhult to be charming, we were very looking forward to ending the trip in Sweden’s Capitol.
After four hours, and two near-vomiting accidents later (our seats were facing backwards, which instantly made me nauseous) we pulled in to Stockholm Central Station where it was so cold even the statues needed earmuffs.

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Our hotel of choice for this leg of the trip was actually a hostel, and not just because it was a good deal. City Backpackers of Stockholm has been voted the number one hostel in the world, and it was easy to see why. Decorated with vintage travel paraphernalia, and stocked with the most modern electronics (computers, tvs, etc) City Backpacks felt more like a young adults dream house than a hostel. We did have to use communal bathroom, shower, kitchen and lounge spaces, but we met some very interesting people, and had a private bedroom. The overall experience was fantastic, and far outweighs any hostel (and several hotels) that we have ever stayed at.

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On to the city itself. The first thing we thought when stepping out to explore the town was, “oh my god, it’s so cold!” You would think that with the temperatures at or below freezing, there wouldn’t be very many people out and about, but the weather seems to have no effect on the Stockholm-ians. More people were walking the streets of Stockholm in the arctic weather, than there seem to be on the streets of Houston on any sunny 72 degree day. Not only that, but there were hundreds of people who had bundled up their babies and loaded them in their pram (stroller) for a walk in the city! Though it sounds like madness, after walking around for just a short while it was evident that the scenery alone was worth fighting the cold.

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The buildings, with their lively colors and beautiful architecture, had an elegant look to them, giving the city a regal air to it. Perhaps this feeling of elegance is due to my being an American and living in a country that is newer than most of the buildings that make up Stockholm. American cities are stunning in their own right, but there is something so classy about the old buildings in Europe.

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Posted by on February 25, 2013 in History, Hotels, Sweden, Tourism, Train Travel, Travel

 

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Café Culture

One of our favorite things (if not, the favorite thing) about traveling, is tasting new foods. And when in Scandinavia and Europe, there is no better place to start than the local cafés.

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From the moment we get on the plane to head overseas, my mouth begins watering as I start to think of all the wonderful pastries we will get our hands on. It’s not that we don’t have bakeries back in the States, we do. I think what makes European cafés special is that their products, whether they are drinks, pastries or salads, are created as a work of art.

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We usually go for the sweeter pastries when we visit a café, however we will occasionally get lunch. They are equally as mouth-watering, however, the translation sometimes makes the dish sound off-putting. For instance, “pie” back in the States means a dessert made out of some kind of fruit, but today for lunch we had a slice of broccoli and blue cheese pie, and salmon and spinach pie. To most Americans that sounds disagreeable because it conjures up an image of a sweet sugary crust filled with vegetables and fish. But, it was anything but disagreeable! In fact, it was so good that we didn’t utter a word to one another throughout the entire meal because we were too busy scraping the crumbs off of our plates!

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To make things even better, not only are the foods excellent, but there are hundreds of cafés lining the streets. Hundreds. After walking around Stockholm for 24 hours, I can confidently say that this city is mainly made up of H&M clothing stores, 7-11′s (strangely enough), old historical buildings and cafés. Which is fine by us, because after wandering the streets and exploring the museums who wouldn’t want to stop in and have a delicious bite to eat?

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Posted by on February 22, 2013 in Art, Food, History, Sweden, Tourism, Travel

 

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