Maybe I Posted This for Me, but You Should Read It!

I went to visit Ex. #1 this weekend at his new uptown apartment. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! Now I am really looking forward to the future move.

On my way up I got lost VERY CLOSE to his place because that's what I do when I travel, get lost. I've got a better idea now of how it works. Maybe on my third or fourth try I'll get it right.

Once I called and woke Ex. #1 up to get directions he decided to wait outside for me. Thank God he did, I've seen business cards bigger than the sign for Casa Bontia. He told me the door code and took me up a small flight of stairs and past about four apartments to a little door that seemed to be the midpoint of the hallway.

I braced myself for a closet-sized room.

He opened the door on a very well arranged efficiency. With three closets and enough room for two of us to stand in the kitchen at once. It was so well out together! His futon even matches. The bathroom is so small that if you lean forward while sitting on the toilet you hit your head on the sink, and the shower only fits 1/2 a person, but it has massive cabinet space. We have talked about getting a 1 bedroom in the same building and I can totally see it working out for us.

He lives in a gay neighborhood where the dogs are all just as well groomed as their owners. We walked two blocks to one of his favorite restaurants, Cafe Brazil, situated between a Gay Club and a Thai restaurant. Across the street is a sushi restaurant, a Vietnamese restaurant, and a place called Nuevo Leon. There is also an overpriced home accessories store where you can get an urn for $657. We decided to pass on the set of two.

The next morning Ex. #1 had a couple of deliveries to make, but I went on one with him. Afterwards we came home and I dressed up a little, made him do the same, and we walked to the trolley Stop to catch a ride into the Arts District. We walked over to the Nasher Sculpture Center which is totally amazing. The best part is outside where you experience the sculpture more, and where the definition of sculpture changes. There are huge moving pieces, a stack of iron states where Texas is bigger than Alaska, a "Bronze Crowd," all without heads. There are two chairs and a sitee cut out of solid smooth stone and a "sky space".

A sky space is a room built specifically for viewing a patch of sky. The colors are even chosen to make it look it's best. The walls are made of Limestone, and recline back slightly. There are benches around the perimeter of the room made of granite. It is slightly Air Conditioned so that the granite stays cool. During the winter it is heated. The light comes through in the most beautiful way that even at 12:30pm It was a "cool" light, and not harsh mid-day Texas sun. I could have slept in there, and I told Ex. #1 that we should get married there at the museum in that exhibit and only invite our families since the space is small. We then talked about how we would not be able to afford it. There were two other groups inside the room. We all traded picture taking. One guy in one of the groups took a picture of us on his digital camera. I can see the blog entry now: "This was a young couple we met at the Nasher Sculpture Center in Dallas, TX, in an exhibit called Tending, (Blue) (insert description of exhibit here). We traded photo taking opportunities with them after sitting together quietly for several minutes. Enjoying the sky, space and a chance to cool off." One other thing: Despite the easy light inside the room, trying to look out proved difficult. The sky itself was extremely bright, and I had to wear my sunglasses to look at it. When I post the pictures later you'll see what I mean. Ex. #1 and I are posing with our glasses on.

After Nasher we walked over to the Cathedral Guadalupe Church. I wanted to see the inside because the outside was all torn up while they work on additions. Someone was getting married. We walked in to look and luckily blended in. The grooms name was Fernando, so my Hispanic boyfriend looked like part of the family. A little girl who was part of the wedding party walked up and gave us a favor. I felt guilty taking it, but it was also really exciting and fun in a weird breaking-the-rules, this-could-be-us way.

Once we'd had our fill of the cathedral we walked over to the Dallas Museum of Art and had lunch. We were going to hang out and look at the whole place but I was tired and we were both starving. On our way down the hall to get to the cafe we walked past some Dali sketches. Ex. #1 was enamored, and I practically had to pull him away. The cafe food was surprisingly impressive. My pasta salad had toasted pine-nuts in it and fresh basil. Ex. #1 had a great looking smoked turkey sandwitch.

We got back on the trolley and headed back towards home (after posing for some pictures). The trolley we rode was called the Green Dragon. From 1957-1981 it had been used as a hay barn. It was refurbished in 1984. It is so much fun and the rides are free! (Some ask for donations)

After all of the walking and seeing we did we passed out and woke up four hours later. There is a grocery store and a Library two blocks from his house which also excited me. He made fun of me a little, but I know he likes it too. We spent $170 on groceries. A lot of it was essential stuff, or non-perishable. Then there was also the prayer candle, Return of the King DVD and the GREAT deal on Red Stripe. We made dinner and watched the movie and then slept.

We were supposed to go to brunch today but Ex. #1 felt sick. We he said "Jeez, you'd think I'd been up drinking all night." I knew it was bad and settled on staying in for the day.

This is one of the times I love. I made him soup and got him something to drink, made him take some IBprophen. Snuggled up on the futon with him and watched some British Comedy. It was so nice. Even the stuff that sucks is good, and I'm looking forward to all of it.

I took a conventional camera with me, so I'll post pictures once they are developed.