San Antonio

 If you live in Texas, and you hear San Antonio, you think of The Alamo. (maybe even if you are NOT from Texas)

So here we are.


It is much smaller than you think it should be. But of course, after 185 years of being managed and mis-managed by the army, the State of Texas, and the Daughters of the Republic of Texas, the actual grounds of the mission now include a Ripley's Believe It Or Not and a Madam Tussaud's Wax Museum. And don't forget the Tee Shirt Shops (none selling Tee Shirts of Zapata or Pancho Villa)

But it is still an iconic place.

Even if the remains of the heros of the battle are interred a couple of miles away at the San Fernando cathedral, across from the Bexar County Courthouse.



There is some good history in San Antonio, and we enjoyed it quite a bit.

The VFW hall

Me, in front of San Antonio, himself.


The Habsburg Crest as the keystone of the Governor's Mansion:


There is a statue of a Conquistador in front of the Governor's Mansion, which was probably never occupied by a governor, but was built in the 1740s, none the less.


They were short back then.


The building was saved by the daughter of the first Vice President of the Republic of Texas!


We walked from our hotel (the Hotel Emma, in the old Pearl Brewery complex) to The Alamo, the Plaza de Armas, and then to lunch, at Mi Tierra.

It was exuberant!
Quite a place

That was a 10k walk, so we ubered back to our hotel:


It is called The Emma after the widow of the man who founded the Pearl Brewery. He was murdered by one of his two mistresses, both named Emma. And yes, that is correct, his wife was named Emma, too. No Emma was safe in San Antonio. Their signature cocktail is called The Three Emmas.

We had a good time.



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