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Big Tex, like all the things in Texas, is Big. At a spacious 50 feet lengthy by 20 toes vast, this double decker has room for as much as 50 guests to really Texas swing. This gorgeous barge has every little thing it is advisable to host a stellar event on Lake Travis: a super quick slide, massive engines, a grill and a totally flushable, practical lavatory on board. Be the life of the lake party on this Texas themed occasion barge.

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Get up and workout in the luxury yacht’s on-board gym. Take a quick splash in the plunge pool to cool off. Get a therapeutic massage. Play with all the favored water toys. Go fishing. Loosen up on the sundeck with some wine in the jacuzzi over-wanting the ocean. Enjoy wifi web access, music on-demand and an infinite number of motion pictures as part of the state-of-the-art audio/visible leisure system. No amenity is spared on a megayacht charter.

The exterior of the Canal Room is a contact jarring in the cruel light of day. The road-degree windows of the TriBeCa brick building are plastered with large, neon posters promoting the venue's reoccurring theme nights - events with names like "Again to the Eighties Show featuring RUBIX KUBE: The ultimate '80s Tribute Band" and "Saved By The '90s: A Occasion with The Bayside Tigers." Checkerboard backgrounds and footage of Screech abound. And for a second, I am apprehensive for Thomas Dolby. It's onerous not to entertain images of the singer being tortured with Teddy Ruxpins, pressured to perform 30-yr-previous songs for a crowd of middle-aged showgoers squeezed into their prom dresses, in defiance of all legal guidelines of physics.