The last word I would ever use to describe Austin is fallow. It is not idle; it is not inactive. It is not unseeded or unused. It is alive day and night. The enthusiasm that exists on the streets around midnight is contagious - even when Daylight Savings steals away another hour of our rest in the next morning.
The only time I have felt fallow in this town is during conference panels - but that's a good thing. While the city vibrates with energy and excess, I can sit in my panel on user experience or unplanning your business or using cartoons to find innovative and just ... think. And learn. And - dare I say? - mellow?
Instinctively, the (blurry) picture on top looks more exciting than the one below. Instinctively, you're wrong - if this were the Neolithic era, that wild boar would have maimed you. The left is equally exciting as the right, if not more.
Austin may be known for its active lifestyle, but the silent, quiet underbelly is just as appealing to this Green Mountain gal.