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Texas is Our Home Base

written by Christine Auten September 1, 2017

“Home” is the start and end of every journey.



There is so much we can say about the great state of Texas. Anyone familiar with Texas can tell you that it is vast and varied, great and small, old and new, liberal and conservative, artistic and stagnant  – a country within itself.

Texas is our Home. “Home” is the start and end of every journey. For us, that is both figuratively and literally true. Each year we have a built-in reset in Texas. Holidays at my parents’ house just outside of Houston, and then my job in Austin Januar through March, mean that each yearly leg of our journey starts and ends in Texas.

 


We formed our view of the world by exploring the vastness of the big, divers, beautiful mess that is the Bayou City. But that is a story for another post.



Hurricane Harvey has pushed Houston more into the collective American hive-mind than usual, but for us, Houston is the soulmate that no other love will ever supplant. We had to part ways in 2007- our choice, not hers – but we will never forget our first love. We formed our view of the world by exploring the vastness of the big, divers, beautiful mess that is the Bayou City. But that is a story for another post.

The photos below touch on the belabored public healthcare system in Houston – of which we were members in our leaner days. Dedicated public servants navigating an unnecessarily complicated, yet socially necessary, system are the backbone of primary care for a vast majority of Houston residents.



In my anime days, we had way too many work trips to the Dallas/Fort Worth metro-plex.



In my anime days, we had way too many work trips to the Dallas/Fort Worth metro-plex. Not that Dallas is bad in itself – I love Dallas – it’s just getting there from anywhere is a nightmare!

We became what most people would recognize as adults when we moved to Austin in 2007 for a family emergency. What started as a brief stay turned into a career shift for me that landed us “artistic types” firmly into the functional middle class. We bought a house, real furniture, and a side-by-side refrigerator that was also supposed to also do our taxes. I was never able to figure out how to make that work, so we got an accountant – another thing that I am told only the middle class can do.



Texas is vast and varied, great and small, old and new, liberal and conservative, artistic and stagnant  – a country within itself.



We’ve vacationed in Galveston, San Antonio, San Marcos, Del Rio, Marfa, Fort Davis, Port Aransas, Corpus Christi and San Antonio. We’ve road tripped through El Paso, Van Horn, Brownsville, Midland, Odessa, Fort Stockton, San Angelo, Livingston, Nacogdoches, Waco, Midland, Lubbock, Abilene, Amarillo, Longview, Beaumont, and everywhere in between.

Texas is vast and varied, great and small, old and new, liberal and conservative, artistic and stagnant  – a country within itself.


 

 

 


Text/Images ©Andrew Auten, ©Christine Auten,  ©Story and Picture, ©Worst and First – All Rights Reserved


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