No wonder we all wear dark sunglasses. We're all scanning the crowd. That tan 40-year-old man in the red banana-hammock riding his 10-speed or the European topless crowd toward the back or even the class-skipping share, looking for a solar cure for last night's dorm-room tequila. Barton Springs' true scenery is the people. Keep your eyes on the swimsuit-clad masses in search of the way to jump in without losing your breath to the brrr.
Barton Springs Pool
2131 William Barton Dr., 512/974-6300
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