Anyway, although I was excited to be continuing on my journey, I was definitely sad to be leaving the company of Tim and Cherie. They had taken me in at exactly the time I had most needed it, and I am very grateful.
Tim drove me to the Megabus departure point where I would be moving to Austin, further into Texas. I was looking forward to Austin as not only had it received glowing reviews from Tim and Cherie, but many of the people I had stayed with in New Orleans had been there and told me I had to go (Mitch, Josh, and Sidsel). The city itself was a large student town as it was home to the 60,000 strong University of Texas campus, although I arrived the day everyone was moving out. Austin was also a centre for business and culture, with many office blocks, museums, parks, bars, theaters and boasting the reputation of the live music capital of the world.
The location of the hostel was perfect, right on 6th street, the entertainment centre of the town. The hostel used to be a firehouse which they had recently converted to cater for many young travellers. I straight away headed for the shower (shouldn't have taken the 20 block walk in full backpack in the 35* heat). Although I did not mind meeting new people, my friend Tim (he's back) was also staying in Houston, so we headed out to get a bite to eat in an upmarket restaurant before settling down in a sports bar around the corner from our hostel to watch some playoff basketball. Later on the evening, I joined Tim in meeting up with a friend he had made in Tasmania who was a student in Austin. We went out for drinks with her and the rest of her Ultimate Frisby team (huge deal in Austin) before heading back to the hostel to sleep.
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