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Flying With Faber: Irving and Las Colinas, Texas – The Other Dallas
By Stuart J. Faber
Mustangs (Courtesy Irving Convention & Visitor’s Bureau)I travel to Dallas about once a year. I look forward to meandering around Turtle Creek, downtown Dallas, and Ft. Worth. I visit with some of my favorite chefs, hunker down with a Texas-size Porterhouse steak, work it off at the hotel fitness center, and then take in some shopping.
On some trips, I might settle in downtown Dallas. On other trips, I’ll stay in Ft. Worth. However, Las Colinas-Irving is the region that seems to offer the best of all Dallas-Metropolis worlds.
Several factors attract me to Las Colinas-Irving. To begin with, virtually everything is new and manicured – but not to the level of austerity. I generally prefer traditional and rustic. But I also love the openness and vitality of this exciting new neighborhood. Second, Las Colinas-Irving is centrally located and virtually equidistant from Ft. Worth and Central Dallas. Third, this neck of the woods has some of the best hotels and restaurants in this part of Texas. And for those with an urge to shop, every appetite from haute couture to Bass Pro Shops can be satiated within 20 minutes of your hotel.
Flying With Faber - September 2011
A New Diverse Dallas
By Stuart Faber
American Aircraft’s new 737-800 just rolling in. (Stuart Faber)“Its a hot-rod,” exclaimed the grey-haired American Airline’s test pilot. “The new General Electric three-phase engines will rev up to 27,500 pounds. This isn’t your daddy’s 737”.
I stood in the Texas-sized maintenance hangar at the far end of DFW. Alongside were the heads of the maintenance crew and several folks from the AA marketing department. The sight of a Boeing 737 was nothing new to any of us. Who hasn’t ridden in one of these workhorses – the Ford F-150 of the airline industry?
Yet, when this shiny new airplane pulled up to the hangar with the smoothness of a huge cruise ship sidling up to the dock, we were all jumping up and down with the jubilance of a bunch of kids gazing longingly at a new miniature racing car. We scampered up the rickety ramp, 
Stuart Faber at the business end of the new 737-800. entered the cabin and were met with a beautiful whiff of that “new airplane” smell.