The River Walk
This is the place where the bones of the heroes of the Alamo rest. It’s inside the vestibule of the Catholic Church in the next picture.
The River Walk, again.
This tree was HUGE, and CRAZY. Many of its branches rest on the ground, on the roofs of nearby buildings, and on the wall surrounding the Alamo.
This cactus is enormous.
More of the crazy tree.
More River Walk
We took a boat tour and I’d recommend it. In the picture above, you can see one of the boats we took.
People have to fall into the water all the time. With twists and turns in the path like this, and the AMPLE drinking establishments along the way, people must fall in often. Luckily its only a few feet deep.
This building was made to look one dimensional from this angle. It’s a hospital.
More of the River Walk
The trees were full of these egret/heron-like birds. They were pretty big and very busy building nests.
This was so interesting. It’s a fig tree growing out of a wall. It doesn’t have a trunk or roots. It isn’t growing through the wall, it actually sprouted in the wall.
What’s interesting about the missions is they are all working Catholic Parishes, except for the Alamo. In one, they had an active daycare. Keep in mind, these buildings were built in the 1700s!
Whenever we visit a National Park, I always get stamps for my “passport.”
1400 miles so far.
We’ve had a nice couple of days in San Antonio—and we have the sore feet to prove it. On Sunday, we walked along the River Walk and found some ice cream for dinner. On Monday, we saw the Governor’s Palace, the Alamo and a bunch more of the River Walk. Then we spent the afternoon exploring the other missions. It’s kind of amazing to think what it must have been like in the 1750s when the Franciscan monks walked to the area from their base in Mexico. At the time, the Indians were being killed by northern Indian tribes and they were dying of diseases brought to the area by Europeans. To live in the relative safety of the missions, they had be baptized and they were required to learn a European trade and adopt European habits. I can’t imagine what it was like for them to leave their life styles, their religion, their language and their culture behind. I’ve put some of our pictures of the day here.
I have to tell you about dinner. We ended up at a vegetarian cafe, which is very unusual for us. We wanted to try something new. Our waitress was adorable and so helpful. Because Bob often orders chicken parmesan when we go out, he got the Chik-N parm and I had the eggplant parm. Bob said it wasn’t bad and that if he didn’t know, he would probably think he was eating chicken. : ) Maybe I’ll go back again when I’m in San Antonio for the Romance Writers’ convention in July. Tera and Alison, are you game?
Two things to note about the drive through Texas. 1. The speed limit in Texas is 80 m.p.m. (Thank you!). 2. Especially in the western part of the state, the highway runs along the Mexican border. We were stopped at one station (kind of like the fruit check when you enter CA on I 15) to check for illegal aliens. It was a little weird.