24 Hours In Dallas - A Quick Adventure Into Texas

Tom Malone/Adventure Tribune
We had one day to see everything we could in Dallas, Texas in the Fall. Here’s what we found.

We exited the plane in Dallas and caught our Lyft around 10:15 a.m. on Friday morning. Our departure flight out of the city left the following day at 2:15 p.m., which left us with little time to explore the popular southern town. But, we would try our best.

After checking into our hotel (Indigo Hotel on Main Street near the center of downtown), we strolled around the area to find some food. With zero research and empty stomachs, we walked into the first restaurant we saw: a Mexican food spot called Wild Salsa. The street taco trifecta was incredible, and their salsa included chunks of bacon, which means it was incredible.

Later, we took a short ride into the neighborhood of Deep Ellum, an up-and-coming, trendy area with breweries, restaurants, coffee shops, tattoo parlors, and barber shops that doubled as speakeasies.

The street art along the wall and the southern hip-hop music blasting from cars that rolled by paired well with the humid, Dallas evening. Young people of every sub-culture came to Deep Ellum that night to experience a common thread of enjoyment.

The number of trendy restaurants that lined Main Street were reminiscent of Portland, Oregon’s Northwest 23rd Street without the steep price points. Deep Ellum Brewery’s IPA was delicious; it’s tagline said, “Our year ‘round ode to the Pacific Northwest hop.” The scent of both fried and fresh foods wafted through the neighborhood.

Saturday morning, we found a small coffee shop adjoined to a church in true Downtown Dallas; fittingly, it was called Urban Coffee. There were plenty of coffee spots to choose from; this one just happened to be the closest.

We strolled by the Giant Eyeball, a strange piece of art in a business plaza surrounded by astro-turf that has somehow become a tourist photo site, much to the bewilderment of Dallas locals.

The massive stone square dedicated to the memory of President John F. Kennedy stood in front of the Old Red Museum of Dallas, a building that once served as the city’s courthouse. We strolled through the adjacent park and saw a recreation of the first white inhabitants’ cabin.

Then, we found it: the grassy knoll. We walked hesitantly toward Dealey Plaza, the site of President Kennedy’s assassination. With our eyes, we followed the car’s route. We spotted the alleged window where the “Magic Bullet” shot originated. And, of course, the grassy knoll where the conspiracy theories began.

We bypassed the long line at the Sixth Floor Museum, which had recreated Lee Harvey Oswald’s assassin perch, and continued walking through the thick, Dallas humidity before catching a Lyft to the airport. Unbeknownst to the driver, he took us along the exact route that the JFK motorcade took in 1963.


Tom Malone is the Editor-In-Chief of The Adventure Tribune and author of adventure novels, like Across Americana. He is based in Denver, Colorado, where he adventures through the Rocky Mountains while not traveling abroad.
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