After Mike’s anemia scare and stay in the hospital last week, we decided to take a small road trip to San Antonio over the weekend.
Now, to be fair, I hadn’t seen the Riverwalk in over a decade, but I found everything pretty much the same as we left it.
I mean, once you see the Alamo it’s always the same.
After all, what are they going to do with the historic structure other than preserving it?
If you even mention changing something it’s treated like the most severe form of blasphemy.
The Riverwalk was just as crowded as I remembered it, too.
Even though we only saw it from the comfort of the Jeep thanks to St. Patrick’s Day festivities coupled with Spring Break families and an unfortunate amount of road work with detours and one-way streets.
If you’ve seen one river dyed green – you’ve seen them all!
Even after making sure our family had all of their COVID-19 vaccines and boosters it still gave me a little anxiety to be in such close quarters with people.
We also saw plenty of empty buildings and closed business storefronts.
Our only real speculation is that they’re empty due to the pandemic.
After all, we’re a small, locally
owned business rather than a national chain or franchise – we know how hard it is to survive, too.
Our first stop had actually been the “El Mercado” market square to hunt for cool Easter gifts.
Ever since I can remember, I periodically got an embroidered pueblo Mexican cotton dress in my favorite color from my grandmother.
She even made a point to get one for my sister Ashlee and we’d sport them proudly from spring until almost fall for a year or two.
Well, that stopped somewhere in junior high when puberty hit and made shopping nearly impossible.
It just wasn’t worth investing in a dress I could only wear for the summer and then have to pass it on or donate it somewhere.
Plus, my sister and I have always worn different sizes, so, she couldn’t wear my hand-me-downs.
Luckily, I found one in a color I liked Saturday and it’s currently air-drying on a hanger so I can wear it sooner rather than later.
We had almost a two-hour wait for lunch at Mi Tierra but passed the time by getting a box stuffed full with freshly made Mexican sweet bread, cookies, and cake.
Oddly enough, there were several live bands inside and outside the market along with food vendors – it definitely made for a chaotic experience.
At the very least, the weather was great with relatively little to no humidity and I was grateful for that part!
On the ride home, we decided that we’d need a full two days to tackle all that was available in downtown San Antonio and satisfy everyone’s sightseeing needs.
There’s just too much to do in one day and I’m hoping we’ll make a better game plan for next time.
Hopefully, my brother and sister can join us next time, too.
But, when it comes to the Alamo, I’m alright with just wandering around elsewhere or napping in the car.
I’m just not that as enamored with Texas history as Mike is and that’s OK because he isn’t much of a fan of Ripley’s Haunted Adventure and I love it!
