The big airport

One of the local radio stations calls DFW the "big airport." I sort of like that. It is a big one. Third largest in the world for operations (take-offs and landings) and fifth largest in the world for the number of passengers who travel through. But, I digress.

We had a big media event on Wednesday for our new train. Then, that night we had a gala event with the local rich folks and big wigs on the project. Was quite fun after I was able to stop being the escalator nazi. I had to do crowd control and it sucked in high heels, let me tell you. But, my butt looked good, so what can I say? The best part was getting to hang out with the hunky cops and get to know one of my coworkers better. She's a nut, cracked me up.

Here we are taking a ride around on the train. The event had themes of the world at each terminal station. So, we got off in the Carribean one for this shot.

Here are the cops I hung out with part of the night. Sort of makes you think of Ponch from Chips. They were both motorcycle cops, too.


Here are pics of my friends from work.

And another on the train.

I learned out to hula with some men. I use the term "men" loosely.

And of course, this tryst with a long tall Texan. I asked him if it were true what they say about shoe size correlating with the size of other things. Looks like I found out. *note to the pervs - I really didn't find out, but it was funny to create this pic*