How I Felt Re-Uniting with an Old Friend, Austin, TX

The drive to Austin this past June felt like heading toward a long-awaited reunion. As I crossed state lines and got closer to the city, memories started flooding back—the sights, the sounds, the unmistakable energy that makes Austin what it is. It had been a while since I was last here, but the moment I rolled into town, I felt that familiar connection again.

Austin has this rare ability to evolve while still holding onto its essence. The UT Austin tower stood proudly against the skyline, a reminder of the city’s deep roots. As the sun set, the downtown lights flickered to life, casting a glow over the streets. I spent time revisiting old favorites, from the vibrant murals splashed across buildings to the food trucks serving up flavors you just can’t find anywhere else. Everywhere I went, there was this effortless sense of belonging—like Austin never skipped a beat.

This trip wasn’t just about being back; it was about feeling at home in a place that still means so much to me. New England will always be my true home, but Austin? It’s the kind of city that stays with you, no matter how much time has passed.