Alan and I enjoyed a great day in Austin today.

We started out by sleeping in…9:30am. For some that might be early, but since I missed the CBS morning show that starts at 8am its late for me. Alan made us a nice breakfast of eggs, bacon and toast and I enjoyed it with my coffee. We made a little time for ourselves to tour the internets a bit, looking at our various sites, catching up with friends and the news.

After I found out that the end of my day would be filled with bureaucracy in the shape of a “quick” budget meeting along with the addition of extra agenda items that i needed to prepare for, I needed to let out some energy. My first choice for us was to ride bikes. But all we had to do was walk outside to scrap that option.

ooooh! Barton Springs was my second choice! yay! I will admit it, I was a virgin. This was my first dip in the famed Barton Springs Pool and now I’m hooked.

We found ourselves a cozy little spot and watched-watched all of the shapes and colors walk by (shapes of people, colors of bathing suits). When we finally decided to jump in we were hot, sweaty and ready for the jolt of the 68 degree sting. Only for a second did you feel like you were having a mild heart attack, but soon we were used to the cold and it felt great. We spent several hours watching and enjoying a couple of dips.

On the last dip we decided to race across the pool. Even though Alan reached the other side by merely an inch, it was obvious that we were out of shape. I really wanted to beat him so I gave it all I had, apparently he did too. We struggled to climb the ladder to exit the pool. That was a hard race.

I found out that the aforementioned meeting might be cancelled. I stayed within earshot of my cell phone and decided to take Alan out for the best club sandwich in Austin at Cissi’s market.

The batting club is your usual club -but upgraded. Crisp, perfect bacon, marinated arugula, thick slices of turkey (not deli meat), avocados, tomatoes, and beautifully grill marked sourdough bread. Plus it doesn’t contain the extra piece of bread in the middle. I know that is standard for club sandwiches and I’m usually chastised when ask for it without, but I just don’t need anymore bread than the two pieces holding the insides together.

It did not disappoint. Then I got the call-meeting cancelled. Hallelujah!

What a great day.

-Kitty