Here's our pit stop in Dallas enjoying psuedo-mexican food. Hey, it's Chili's... It's not the Riverwalk.
Here's our All-Stater, Mitra. She's originally from Iran. So, suffice to say, she's logged more airline miles than ANY of us combined! Man, what a clarinet player -- this girl knows her stuff.
When we got off the plane in Dallas, the first thing we saw were two vending machines for something I'd never really suspect would go in a vending machine: Rosetta Stone Language Software (which from personal experience I can attest Rosetta Stone being muy bien' for learning how to speak espanol...)
Then next to it was an iPod vending machine. You could buy virtually any iPod you wanted -- sans iPhones -- but there was plenty to choose from. iCan't imagine there being much being sold in the way of iTouches there, but iDid see a lot of accessories that you could (or iCould) buy: earbuds and holsters, etc. iThought it was quite a neat thing to see, but nothing iD'd probably ever find myself buying. But, iDigress....
Here's another picture iTook.
From there, we had an uneventful flight to San Antonio. The only other thing worth mentioning is that from Amarillo to San Antonio, we shared both flights with the basketball team from Oklahoma Panhandle St. Univ. These guys were living the life: you would have thought that they played basketball at an actual NCAA school. These guys really knew how to wear all of their clothing loose and listen to their mp3 players beyond a safe decibel limit.
It's also worth noting that there was a very large percentage of music educators on our flight. So, had there been a terrible accident, the future of both music education and Division Four college basketball was doomed.
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