I keep hearing that Houston has sort of an image problem, which I think is somewhat undeserved. It's true that Houston doesn't get a whole lot of tourism, but it still has a lot going for it.
It's only about an hour from the beach (okay, so it's an ugly beach, but it's got waves and sand and that feeling of awestruck wonder just like other beaches).
Houston has so many different types of food that when I got here in 1990 I was sure I had moved directly to Epcot Center. Granted, I moved here from Vermont, which was 90-something percent white and might have had more cows than people at the time.
I've heard there are professional sports teams here. There's all manner of clubs and bars and live music. The newspaper won some sort of award and it has more comics than any paper I've ever seen, which as we all know is the really important part anyway.
Houston even has a beer can house! I haven't seen it with my own eyes yet, but just knowing a beer can house exists in Houston is a joy in and of itself.
Even so, the word "cool" does not immediately spring to mind when most people think "Houston." But, that's only because they haven't been to the art car parade. There are other art car parades in the country, but Houston's art car parade is the original - the oldest and biggest.
All this is just to brag about my daughter Cassie's art car parade pictures, which Christiane Van den Abeele made into a video:
Not bad for an almost 12 year old photographer, are they? My new profile picture is also thanks to her!