Photos from Austin

The old days in Texas, land of chlorinated pools and the world's best frijoles.

The clan at the Fourth of July party at Austin Country Club. Probably the 10th time or so I've seen the fireworks above Lake Austin from the comfort of ACC and it never gets old. Granted when I was 8 I was slightly more interested in winning the coke toss (where dozens of little kids line up along the edge of the pool, pushing each other, plotting how they could gather up the most free coke cans floating in the water thrown in by the lifeguards- my personal record was 6) than enjoying a margarita, but the fireworks never get old. Especially the grand finale spectacle...
Enjoying my last real BBQ meal at a small hole in the wall joint off of Hwy 71. I highly recommend the Frito Pie. Notice the massive roll of industrial grade paper towels strategically located between my brother and my dad since they don't believe in real napkins and prefer wads and wads of coarse paper. Luckily, this food joint's target audience is people exactly like them, and readily supplied a steady stream of paper products.
Packing for India (the day of my flight) with the help of Whitney, best friend and last minute packer extraordinaire.
Little brother comes home from tour with Navy ROTC where he played with nuclear warheads and submarines.
Jenny and Vivian, oldest and best friends from Texas. Hoping they will be visiting India soon...