Karl & Tonya Visit 


The Davises Support the Katrina Relief Effort 

Karl (one of my best friends from college) and his wife Tonya made plans to visit us in Austin (from their home town of New Orleans) weeks before Katrina hit. Since then, while their life was turned upside down, they would easily consider themselves the lucky ones. The worst damage to their home in the Garden district was mold (both on the walls and more drastically, in the fridge), and even Karl's cockroach of an old car wasn't touched (not even his full gas tank was tapped!). They escaped the weekend before the hurricane with their essentials and their scrappy little pooch, Barley.

Both of them work in the oil industry, which means both of their employers had them back to work within a week. They were relocated to temporary housing in Houston, and have remained there all month. While they aren't big fans of Houston (they plan to get back to New Orleans by November 1), this DID make it easier for them to come to Austin! We were really excited to see them and catch up, and offer them a couple days of "relief" from living in Houston. The only slight concern was that after a full house of guests the weekend before, we weren't sure if we were *quite* ready for another round of host-mode and selfishly had hoped for a more relaxing weekend.

Never fear! Karl & Tonya were ALSO hoping for a relaxing weekend, and quickly advised us to ditch our Austin Chamber of Commerce Tourism Volunteer hats in favor of good conversation. Our biggest plans involved some great meals, relaxing by the lake, experiencing the two-stepping wonders of The Broken Spoke, and cracking up as their 6 pound mutt, Barley, completely dominated poor Ella. While a visit from Karl is always a good thing, Marc & I both agreed that the best part was really getting to know Tonya. We'd only had short conversations with her in the past, so while we were proud of Karl for snagging a lovely southern girl, we finally got to see just how cool, funny & quirky Tonya is -- they truly are perfect for each other.

Here we are at the Broken Spoke:



Here's as close as Barley would get to Ella without spitting at her:

 

Posted: Sun - October 16, 2005 at 08:56 AM          


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