The most important moment was when I was 23, I came to Austin to visit the family of the guy I was dating at the time. We were walking along “the drag” which is a main street facing the university, and we stopped to listen to some busker doing his thing.

His one man group was called the “Pancakes with Cheese” and while he sang about his “pepermint tube” I realized that Florida was sucking the soul right out of me.

If I didn’t leave the asphalt jungle, the steamy beaches, the mind numbing grind, something would leave me and I’d never be able to replace it.

Austin has yellow bike projects and critical mass rides, hippies and students, co-ops and swimmin holes, bbq tofu, super sexy rockabilly boys, farmer’s markets and killer steak houses.

A strong music scene and a solid artistic community. People are friendly here.

I decided that Austin was my soul city, I moved here a year later.

7 years later and I’ve yet to be happier ;o)