Sunday, June 13, 2010

Everything's bigger in Texas

"Everything's bigger in Texas." That's what our server said when he brought my salad to the table. It was huge, and I had to leave room for the steak. But boy was it delicious!

Road-bridges are bigger in Texas too. As we drove cross-country from California, we joked at the beautifully painted Arizona bridges. "Perhaps there'ss nothing else to look at." Then we started our approach to San Antonio and met a real Texan bridge. It wasn't just the pristine colors that impressed us, but the size and scope. Bridges over bridges over bridges. Lanes over lanes.

In downtown San Antonio our son explained how you have to be careful to pick the right "height" when you drive. The next lane over might be fifty feet up in the air! And the exit may come from the top or bottom section of the road.

Near the airport bridges spanned each other, lanes turning every way, and all of it shining bright in the Texan sun. Clean lines reflected in clean colors, it felt like the sort of model our kids would have made. Unreal but great fun.

Another time my husband wondered why the decals were all highlighted in different stone except on one bridge post. "Maybe they haven't painted that one yet," we joked. Then we saw the painter clinging to the side.

Painted in natural, beautiful colors, clean-lined, clean-washed, and beautifully designed: Everything's bigger in Texas, even the bridges.

So now I'll return to trying to paint my story in natural shades, cleaning the lines and the words as I edit, and wondering will it grow longer, Texan-style, or shrink to insignificance. I'm aiming for Texas.

4 comments:

Sun Singer said...

Haven't been to Texas for a long time (not counting changing planes in Houston), but I have a feeling my old Saturn would probably feel like a tricycle there.

Malcolm

Aubrie said...

My husband has a shirt with that saying and it's his favorite. :) I think those Texans are proud of it.

Cold As Heaven said...

Hell, yes. They have some really big meals. Smith and Wolensky on Westheimer in Houston serves a prime rib that you're supposted to eat alone, but is enough meat for an entire family >:)

Cold As Heaven

Laura Eno said...

Always aim for Texas when you write. :)