It’s amazing how much you take things for granted such as…let’s say…water. After saying goodbye to our EQ Pres, I went to wash my hands. Low and behold, no water. For a second I though, “Huh, that’s strange. Maybe there’s a little air in the pipes.” Well, I guess it turned out to be more than a little bit of air. More like all air and no water. According to our concierge, a water main broke somewhere in the Museum District, thereby bringing us all back to the 1800s (in one regard). Still, I decided to go workout at the gym. So what does a sweaty person do when he can’t shower? Find a swimming pool. 🙂 I’ll let you know how my little dip in the pool goes. One thing’s for certain; I won’t be cold when I get out. You gotta love Houston. 🙂
