So last weekend I went to Corpus Christi, Texas, United
States of America.
My new friends Brandon and Katie thought it would be in our
best interest to hit the Gulf Coast, seeing as we’re only 3 hours away, and get
a feel for the warm waves and the sandy beaches. So we piled into the car with
our buddy Alex and headed for Corpus Christi.
There were many signs that it was a bad choice.
The essence of Corpus Christi, TX. |
I had gotten the impression beforehand from some of my
friends who are Texas natives that maybe it isn’t so fun to go to Corpus
Christi. I wasn’t sure why, but they all sounded remarkably confused when we
mentioned our trip and I thought they were all just being haters.
They said things like,
“Corpus Christi? Why?”
And
“Make sure you pick up lots of pretty needles from the beach
for me!”
More of the essence of Corpus Christi, TX. |
And
“Oh hell no, I’m not going with you!”
And yeah, these were real signs. Cuz, see, it turns out there was and is a reason Texans
don’t go to Corpus Christi.
It turns out that Corpus Christi, Texas, is the shit hole of
the universe.
There is much to tell, so for now I’ll leave you with these
couple of images.
Stay tuned for news of prostitutes, drug use, late-night
pizza delivery, swimming challenges, and margaritas so bad they had to be
returned (is it possible? Oh yes, yes it is!). And that was all within the course of 3 hours.
Yum.
Corpus Christi.
*Just one of many interesting facts about Corpus Christi.
When you can use proper grammar to describe your experience, I may just take it seriously.
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