cop cars!
March 13th, 2007so it’s official - austin ROCKS! it appears that whilst in austin, there isn’t a closing time for bars and you don’t have to pay for drinks - my idea of heaven. so needless to say, i’ve been making the most of the situation - i am british after all.
it had been a really good night (probably a little too good) and i was probably an hour or so later to bed than i should have been. it will come as no surprise then to hear that i overslept the next day and woke up at 9.50am when i was due at a presentation for 10am. i got showered and changed in super quick time and literally ran out of the hotel.
all was going well, i walked towards the convention centre. as i walk for longer and longer i realise that i don’t actually recognise any of the buildings (i should probably add at this point that i was wearing a skirt and boots). i stopped to try and get my bearings only to have a cop car pull up next to me (like my use of americanism there?). The guy winds down his window and asks me whether i knew that there was someone following me.
to my dismay, as i turn around there’s a really shifty guy right behind me - i didn’t have a clue. he then goes on to explain that i’m in a really dodgy party of austin and shouldn’t walk there alone. this was when the dilemma occured. he told me to get in the car and he would drive me to the convention centre. now what’s a girl to do? should i carry on walking and being followed by some random freak or get in a cop car that could be a fake?
i decided the safest option was to get in the car. the guy then kindly drove me all of the way to the convention centre and walked me in to the centre to make sure that i was safe…. you don’t get that in britain. so there you have it, don’t walk alone in dodgy neighbourhoods, don’t get lost - but worst case scenario - the austin cops rule!


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