Wednesday 31st Jan
Back on that I-35 today, but this time heading south to San Antonio. This highway is really incredible not because of the poor road surface this time, but because for virtually the whole 60 miles it is non stop neon signs, outlet stores, car dealerships, rv dealerships restaurants etc etc etc. A commercial corridor that at night makes driving a glaring nightmare. However it did take us straight into town. First stop was “The Alamo” www.thealamo.org yes the actual mission where the battle took place. We spent a fascinating hour or so there, for me the best bit was seeing artefacts that belonged to Davy Crocket (king of the wild frontier… sing along!), a waistcoat, a gun and finding out that he was killed in the battle. I’ve never been a cowboy fan, so such facts had escaped me. The impossibility of the Texan’s battle against the Mexicans made their heroic stand all the more amazing. Malc found seeing the actual site and its artefacts very interesting. He too had not made the connection with Davy Crocket, nor James Bowie of knife fame, who fought and died along side the many volunteers who gave their lives for freedom. Did you know 11 Englishmen died too, along with settlers from Scotland, Ireland and Wales?
Several people we have chatted with had said we must do the river walk, so this was next. Originally planned in the 20’s and 30’s as a scheme to manage the flooding of the San Antonio River, it is a delightfully peaceful oasis in the middle of the city. Cleverly constructed winding walkways and a myriad of quaint bridges take you around the loop of the river. It’s now lined with shops and restaurants, which spring to life in the evenings. Warehouses have been converted into upmarket hotels. We lunched at the “Texas Land and Cattle” on smoked steaks that were probably the rarest I’ve ever had, but absolutely delicious. Naturally we washed them down with Margaritas, what else? In the afternoon we strolled down King William Ave, an area settled in the late 1800’s by wealthy merchants and businessmen, many of them German which led to part of it becoming known as Sauerkraut corner. The houses were wonderful; I’d take any of them! San Antonio is very proactive in conservation of their historical heritage; in this area they are even burying power cables in order to improve its appearance. And now for Malc’s highlight…
For some reason Betsy thought I should write this bit. Couldn’t come up with any words but here’s a thousand pictures:
Yes we went in and here is one picture of my own to prove it (I wasn’t allowed to take any more, Betsy’s rules!!!)