The forecast for the weekend boasted temperatures in the lo 70s high 80s. To a Houstonian like me, who is constantly seeking shelter from the oppressive summer sun, that's like leaving a fat kid in a bakery overnight. Fall was upon us. Every park and all the patios in the city would be teeming with people, eager to enjoy one of the few days when Houston experiences perfect weather.
I see the world, not through rose colored glasses, but through two green eyes. In my industry, venue is a place in which events giving rise to a legal action occur. A change of venue = a fair trial. So, I created "venuist" - one who believes that a destination can give rise to some action or emotion. So, the idea is to gain an advantage by travel, any advantage. That's me. I'm a venuist with insatiable wanderlust: a fire inside me that cannot be extinguished and only grows with each journey.
October 6, 2015
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