You know what might be cool? A Realjock toobing trip to New Braunfels. It's one of the best things in Texas, and a regular outing for college students from all over the state. You can relax with a cooler of beverages and let the river do all the work of carrying you to your desired endpoint, meanwhile 50% of the other tubes will be occupied by vivacious groups of studly 18-25 year old guys horsing around with each other and chugging beer. I mean, if you're into that kind of thing... Not that I am personally, you understand. Just sayin'. For me, the eye candy comes in a distant second to partaking in the pure iconic Americana of boys floating down a meandering river together without any schedule or purpose other than the sheer being-thereness of it.
"We said there warn't no home like a raft, after all. Other places do seem so cramped up and smothery, but a raft don't. You feel mighty free and easy and comfortable on a raft."
"It is a strange study,--a singular phenomenon, if you please, that the only real, independent & genuine gentlemen in the world go quietly up and down the Mississippi river, asking no homage of any one, seeking no popularity, no notoriety, & not caring a damn whether school keeps or not.".
Or if people are irresponsible with it, it could be a real hassle where you spend five weeks trying to pick the right day for the greatest number of people, a fourth of your group complains you picked a date that doesnt work for them, everybody else commits to coming, then after you make a bunch of hotel/shuttle resevations only two people show up, and they're short on cash but give you an earnest promise to send you a personal check later....
Those of you who've organized tournament travel for sports teams, social events and road trips know what I'm talking about.
But in my opinion, summer in Texas just ain't summer without a trip down the Comal or the Guad.