Lubbock is a curious place. On the first sunny, real summer-like day (yes, it’s already been 88 degrees & sunny), my yoga teacher commented that she had fun that afternoon “letting the monkey out.” I chuckled internally, not wanting to know exactly what she meant by it. Until she followed it up with, “Yes, we have a lemur, and he’s been caged up all winter.”
While lemurs are legal in Lubbock County, liquor sales are heavily regulated. My best friend Laura and I rolled into the the gas station on the outskirts of Lubbock on our way into town with the intention of stocking up on some beer for a superbowl Sunday party. When I said that I couldn’t find the beer,the guy behind the counter quizzically responded, “Wel, ma’am, thats be-cawse Lubbock is a dry county.” Need to re-load on a Saturday night? Liquor can be bought only at the strip, an exempt group of liquor stores about a 15 minute drive from campus.
The strip – a string of Vegas-styled liquor stores located within Lubbock city limits.
e o said,
March 26, 2009 @ 9:47 pm
What’s a bigger culture shock? Moving to Recife or moving to Texas? lol
MamaShayna said,
March 27, 2009 @ 1:03 am
Hehe. Yeah. Honestly – it’s a toss-up! And Recife/ the nordeste and Lubbock actually have a lot more in common than anywhere else i’ve lived. Semi- arid, cotton- growin’ god’s country, forro/country dancing and a good ole love of heavy metal + romantic love ballads. Close-knit, long and wide running family networks. Hot, hot sunshine. Loads o’meat. I could go on!