Ranchito Cahan

Tighten your chaps, strap on your spurs... uhm after TSA of course... and hop on the next stagecoach to the Great State of Texas.

Look Dad, the stagecoach has TVs, and wifi, and if you make it as far as the Continental Divide you might make Platinum this year. If you don't, well, your fellow passengers will probably eat you.

Howdy pardner, that was quick, I guess Good Leads the Way on that stagecoach.

So bro, seen any cowgirls around? You mean like IRL or on my blazing fast Starlink wifi?

Ranchito Cahan, an architectural masterpiece in the Austin Hill Country.  

Think the sleek, minimalist lines of the classic Kiwi bach, except, you know, Texan sized.

Well now, seems we got a whole crew of cowpokes hankering for some grub.

NextGen Cahans #4 and #8.

So even the longhorns are on Ozempic now?

With uniforms like that no wonder Uncle Jared folded with a whimper.

I mean a bucking bronco is just dressage after this ride.

The moment of truth. How hard can it be, that other Texan just plucked a ginormous rocket out of the sky with chopsticks.

Remember, in these parts a pillar of fire is supposed to lead you to the Promise Land, not your Thanksgiving dinner.

Looks like the posse is back in town. Lock down your saloons, the raid on the light beers commences at high noon.

Bubbling along nicely.

Cahan Prime. Worth the annual subscription.  Gets you your stuff on the three-month express coach not the six-month overland.

Someone warn me if the turkey is about to explode, I'll need to put a bookmark in.

Because that's how we roll down here in the Hill Country. Real men cooking real meat. And Jared.

Ranchito Cahan. Since 2024.

Why is their water tank bigger than our entire apartment?

The Cahan Rodeo rides into town in style.

The frontier town of Wimberly has all the essentials: a saloon, a post office, and... a candy store? Hey, got to put those newfangled iron horses from way out east to good use.

Hometown ho down.

Taking a break between Yellowstone takes.

Austin, the Silicon Frontier.  Where GPUs and cowboy hats go hand in hand.

A troll? Well this is Elon's hometown, what did you expect?

All aboard the noon United Continental Express, puffing all the way to the great concrete forest of Manhattan.

Trolls World Tour Part 4: Slower, Lower, Weaker

After hosting a dazzling Olympics, Parisians could be forgiven for hoping the afterparty would be a bit better than a rushed mention on a blog that has less traffic than President Macron's fundraising page.

I knew I had a champion within me!

Slipping into the Parisian lifestyle a little too easily.

Credit to the girls, eh? We were just the better team on the day, eh? Gutsy performance out there today, eh?

Don't those snooty French waiters know we don't have time to wait an hour for a menu? Our time is measured in Grizzly and the Lemmings episodes, darn it!

I believe that's what they call the flambé technique? I guess I'm a natural, I regularly employ that technique whilst cooking without even trying.

Hotel Nolinski, five stars for the kid-sized bathrobes. Ryan, zero stars for needing an adult-sized bathrobe.

When in Paris...

So, who wants to walk further to see some more old buildings? No, we are not going back to the hotel with its free candy, plush robes, big pool, and adult beverages. Ok fine, we are going back.

The Olympic torch, still operational because the Paralympic Games are underway. After all this walking on his gimpy knee Dad will be eligible for multiple disciplines.

So, don't all thank me at once for vetoing the stair option.

The Grand Palais, the best fencing venue since the Broadmoor Colorado Springs.

I assume that's a ceremonial cannon given you have a white surrender flag on call at all times.

Follow the arrow and good things will happen.

Anyone still want to complain about taking the elevator? Nope, didn't think so.

Must be the athletes' lounge. 

Daddy, is this the fancy street?

All the locals are friendly when the Olympics are on.

Not as clumsy or random as a Starbucks; an elegant brew for a more civilized age.

Speaking of elegant, the Louis Vuitton Foundation proves that Mei's many donations have gone to a good cause.

One pillar for each handbag?

Turns out a random amusement park next to the Louis Vuitton Foundation was a sleeper highlight of the trip. No lines! No Fast Pass! No overpriced chicken nuggets!

Monsieur, may I bring you your daily baguette? With ham? And cheese? And...ye gads what is it with you Americans, ruining the simple pleasures in life.

The best Olympic torch idea since Barcelona 1992.

Bonjour!

Even Charles De Gaulle International is pleasant after the Olympic fix-up. Someone give this terminal a gold medal in the Non-Oil State weight class.

The Hogwarts Express was fun and all, but you can't earn miles.