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Aug. 7th, 2007 07:43 amSo! Today is our last day in Oklahoma City. Dad and I are twiddling our thumbs in the hotel room until 12, when we have to check out.
Dinner at the Cowboy Museum was a lot of fun, actually -- good vegetarian food (which blows my mind) -- and an AMAZING classical guitarist by the name of Edgar Cruz. He was playing this great mix of Spanish songs, classical music (there was a medley of Greensleeves, Fur Elise, Moonlight Sonata, and Pachebel that I just loved) and pop music.
Including, at the end, and accompanied by me and the rather drunk table behind me, Bohemian Rhapsody.
The Cowboy Museum itself was interesting, although I've never been much of one for museums. It's all, as my dad pointed out, highly romanticized, but a lot of it is gorgeous. Mom was gushing particularly over the Remingtons, and I have to agree; there were several oils painted entirely in grayscale, like a black-and-white photo of a painting. Wish I'd gone into the gun section; Dad said their collection of Colts was pretty impressive.
I looked for Roland, but I didn't see him.
We leave for Kansas City, MO, around 3. Catch you on the flip side!
Dinner at the Cowboy Museum was a lot of fun, actually -- good vegetarian food (which blows my mind) -- and an AMAZING classical guitarist by the name of Edgar Cruz. He was playing this great mix of Spanish songs, classical music (there was a medley of Greensleeves, Fur Elise, Moonlight Sonata, and Pachebel that I just loved) and pop music.
Including, at the end, and accompanied by me and the rather drunk table behind me, Bohemian Rhapsody.
The Cowboy Museum itself was interesting, although I've never been much of one for museums. It's all, as my dad pointed out, highly romanticized, but a lot of it is gorgeous. Mom was gushing particularly over the Remingtons, and I have to agree; there were several oils painted entirely in grayscale, like a black-and-white photo of a painting. Wish I'd gone into the gun section; Dad said their collection of Colts was pretty impressive.
I looked for Roland, but I didn't see him.
We leave for Kansas City, MO, around 3. Catch you on the flip side!
