Food Trucks and Tequila

In kindergarten I met this girl I couldn't stand. The story of how we met depends on which of us you're talking to and to this day I can't really be sure which one of us is right. Regardless, we officially became friends in 3rd grade when I didn't want to sit next to this other girl at lunch. We stayed close through college and once I got settled, I convinced her to come visit me down here. I use the term "convinced" lightly mainly because I didn't have to beg her to leave Fredericksburg for the weekend. We both have a mutual love/hate relationship with that place.

We started off the weekend with a Food Truck rally in Southend. I have a few coworkers that live down there and it's probably one of my favorite areas of Charlotte so far. The food truck rally is pretty much a gathering of random food trucks from different parts of the city in a gravel parking lot. They make a giant circle and you walk around and buy food from their trucks. They usually relocate during the week and drive around catering (intentional play on words) to the businesses uptown, but every Friday night they can be found at this parking lot.

The food ranges from turkey sandwiches, Mexican fusion and various cup cake trucks. For the most part it is BYOB. There are a few picnic tables in the middle but most people gather in the field behind the trucks to eat on blankets and fold-out chairs. Alex and I and one of my coworkers settled on The Queso Truck which was sporting a giant cheese-themed mustache on the top. I got a sandwich called "The Big Cheesey" which was pretty much a giant grilled cheese and Alex got a BBQ sandwich that was topped with Mac and Cheese. Moustache truck for the win!

Moustache on top of the Queso Truck.

Saturday morning consisted of my couch getting delivered (yay!) and a few hours at the pool which is crazy considering it's only in the high forties today. After a quick power nap and a nothing-short-of-stressful wardrobe change, we headed downtown to meet up with some coworkers. One of them was turning 30 this weekend and we all went out to celebrate and pretend we didn't have to act completely professional again on Monday.

A few bars and shots of tequila later, we were in route to head back home. To say I didn't do anything Sunday is not a general statement of just not being productive. After breakfast at Ihop and going back down to the city to pick up my car, I literally did not move the rest of the day. By dinner time I was able to get up and meet Mike and Whitney to do so much needed catching up with them. I'm still not quite sure how Alex was able to make the 5-hour trek back to Fredericksburg when the 20-minute drive to Mooresville about killed me, but she made it safely with plans to return for my birthday. 

In keeping up with exploring my new life, it's always nice to integrate the old with the new. Two weekends in row with people visiting from VA plus reuniting with people I'd never thought I'd see again have been a nice little detour from the regular routine I've settled into. If the stars align correctly, I'm headed to JMU this weekend for some much needed time in my other favorite city and take a break from Charlotte before we see Amy Schumer and I maybe go to (fingers crossed) Scarowinds the weekend after!! Here's to hopin.