spa day

Well, that was fun.

I Ubered to Rice University to gather up my granddaughter for our spa day adventure.

The driver didn’t speak English so I could not communicate that we would be picking someone up and then continuing on. Oh boy.

Sure enough when he pulled up to her college (dorm), and I didn’t get out, he turned and spoke to me. I responded. Each speaking our own language was quite the challenge for understanding. Uber then texted me, since there had been no finality to the ride, asking me if I was okay. Safe, I figured, but not quite ok.

My granddaughter showed up and told me I needed to have set a stop up when I booked. Clearly I’m new at 2-stop Ubering.

She hopped in and we tried to explain the plan. He would speak into his phone and a reply was spoken and written on the screen. He’d show us the reply and we’d shake our heads.

We tried to get out, thinking we would just call another Uber. “No, no”, he pleaded. Eventually we were on our way. I’ve no clue how it all got figured out, but off we went.

Our destination was MKT, a former industrial campus repurposed as a creative retail, dining and office destination in the Houston Heights. It would offer all I envisioned we’d do in one space.

A juice bar to begin our day;

a nail salon for manicures and pedicures;

lunch;

and ice cream!

Too soon it was time for the Uber return tip. My granddaughter took over, showing me how to set up a 2-step ride.

The ride to Rice went was way too short, given all the conversation we were having. We had such a lovely time together. She’s a very special young woman.