Airplanes, horse and boat ride, oh my…

I used to live with my uncle and aunt in San Antonio, Tejas during part of many summers when I was a tween to 18. It was always an adventure. The place had giant spiders that would cause me the worst nightmares imaginable, but a lot of stuff was fun and different.  Anyway, my children hadn’t been down there since they were really little and my uncle is getting up there in years, albeit more physically in shape than most 50 year olds, so I needed to go. The only way to get there for me is by airplane. I love traveling, but I hate flying. When there is the slightest bit of turbulence, I am a basket case. Since there was an off duty pilot in uniform flying on the opposite aisle as us and even he stirred awake from all of the bumps and constant fasten seat belt light sign on, I felt no relief until we landed. Upon landing, we headed to the river walk for a dinner cruise my uncle had booked for us. The weather was fantastic. I wasn’t sure how I’d enjoy eating on a boat even 3 feet from land, but it was fun and the food was excellent. We went to the zoo the next day and saw many animals I had never heard of before and then came back to the house where catching frogs in the ponds was a highlight. No! I do NOT want to catch frogs with YOU!! The next day, we hit the Alamo and then we all rode a horse carriage around downtown. It wasn’t my idea and it reconfirmed that I am allergic to horses even in my vicinity, but it was fun for everyone. Next, was my favorite place in town:the mercado. I love colorful Mexican trinkets. We saw so many trinkets that my head was spinning. Then, back to the house for more frog catching before boarding our flight home. I marvel at the miracle of flight, but I am always happy to land on the ground.


The Alamo is pretty well photographed, but I liked this view from the inside of the walls to the post office across the street. 


Mi Tierra. I have never seen a restaurant this beautiful anywhere else! 


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