The Woodlands

Tonight was our first night in Houston, and Jim & I decide to take a cabbie's advice and head out to the Woodlands for a meal. It's a lovely (albeit manufactured) city north of Houston and the airport, with a lovely fake canal (I think it was once a pond/swamp), and we took in dinner outside at an Irish pub, of all places.

The weather was stunningly warm, beautiful, and it was great to sit outside and enjoy the warmth and light quite late in the evening.