It's over. Done. Finito. It was actually over two days ago, but until today the pain of such a tragic loss was still to great to blog about it. Even now, looking at these pictures brings a tear to my eye. Oh, SXSW. Oh, Austin. My dear, sweet Austin. Austin, with your warm weather, your amazing people, your fried pickles. It was great while it lasted. I'll be back soon, I promise.
Click above picture to be taken to the Flickr album (pictures in reverse chronological order).
Head over to Dub's blog for a great round-up of the trip. I might steal her format and make some lists of my own, but no promises. This blog is full of empty post promises, and I don't want to do that to you again. I gave up making empty post promises for Lent. Magnum DI and Scott also both promise to have recaps up at some point, but I wouldn't put too much stock in their words either. Just look at Scott: he promised to write more "this weekend" two weeks ago, and he's got nothing.
3 comments:
SXSW does me well every year... it's a good break from the midwest winter.
at the sight of the words "fried pickles," i swear some drool hit my desk. dear sweet jesus, i knew texas existed for a reason!
Mmmm... fried pickles. I live in Austin, worked downtown for a while. When you live down here, you try to avoid downtown as much as you can when SXSW is going on.. ;)
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