Remember the Alamo

Jessie is the history hound in our house. I ain't never been much. One of the many things I have never known much about was the Alamo. That's where we visited today!

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I had heard from other people who had visited that the Alamo is strangely sat in the middle of San Antonio and that it is smaller than you'd expect. I'm glad I knew that much, else I would have been surprised on both counts.

Visitors may not take photos inside the Alamo shrine. I was a good boy and didn't try to get one past The Man. But there wasn't much to take pics of inside anyway. Some old swords and relics of the time. And there was a line of people to see plaqued lists of names of those who fell in the siege of the Alamo. Struck me as strange that these people were so into the history of this place. I read the brochure but it wasn't sinking in for me.

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This oak tree was 40 years old when it was transplanted onto the Alamo grounds in 1912. That's interesting.

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After walking through the shrine we watched a 15 minute movie presentation that explained what happened here. I kind of get it now. There were Americans living in the Mexican province of Texas who were given the right to live there. But then the president of Mexico Santa Anna changed his mind and wanted them to leave. The Americans weren't having it so they rebelled.

The Mexican army came in, led by the president himself, to put an end to the uprising. A small number of American settlers got surrounded and pinned into the Alamo where they put up a fight for 13 days. Twenty brave messengers sent out letters asking for reinforcements to come save them but only 35 ragtag folks came to their aid. The 200 men fought bravely against impossible odds and all died.

So remember the Alamo. Even when things look bleak, when circumstances are at their worst, you can send messages begging for help and not get much. And then die.

Texas are stoked for the Alamo, even studying the miniatures display in the gift shop. 

Texas are stoked for the Alamo, even studying the miniatures display in the gift shop. 

Dramatic lighting helpfully provided by the sun. Good timing.

Dramatic lighting helpfully provided by the sun. Good timing.

All in all, a cool place to see. I may not feel the religious pull of my fellow visitors today, but I think it is neat they can feel so strongly about something.

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San Antonio River Walk

Having left Fredericksburg, we are now in San Antonio. We're in the big city!

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One of San Antonio's claims to fame is the River Walk that winds through the heart of the city. It sits below the main street level along the river and features many shops and restaurants.

Dinner at Saltgrass Steak House was ok. The girls liked their ribs, though Sarah Michael couldn't eat hers due to post-appetizer major tummy ache. She saved her ribs and mac & cheese for breakfast tomorrow. I had an attack of "this doesn't taste good" even with their popular steak. I need to learn how or what to order, or I need to learn to like food.

Sarah Michael was ahead of us and got seated at the table first all by herself. Such a big girl.

Sarah Michael was ahead of us and got seated at the table first all by herself. Such a big girl.

After dinner a brief stroll along the River Walk.

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Texas Hill Country

Today marks our second week on the road. We have made it to Texas. Actually we are well into Texas. After a hard, long day on the road we arrived in Fredericksburg at 11pm.  We decided to do this big push because West Texas SUCKS. It is one big oil field and miserably Hot.  Our poor AC could not keep up.  

Anyhow, we left our fine campground in the beautiful Texas Hill Country at 11 am this morning to go hang out in Fredericksburg. So glad we did. It is a great, historic, small Texas town. Just like I pictured.

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Old cool stone and mortar buildings that now house very fun boutiques.

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We shopped for souvenirs and found a great candy store.

Three sweets.

Three sweets.

Sampling all the fudge.

Sampling all the fudge.

Photo by budding photographer Sarah Michael.

Photo by budding photographer Sarah Michael.

We bought yummy treats like a chocolate covered pickle (that we all shared), chocolate covered bacon and other goodies.

Then we went and had a delicious lunch at Buffalo Nickel Bar & Grill. Sarah Michael said she might start saying "Y'all".

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We got some things for the dogs too.

We got some things for the dogs too.

And yummy peaches for us!

And yummy peaches for us!

Don't trust the Mexican food!

While going on a road trip...don't trust the Mexican food. Usually, if it looks all cool and authentic and "Ooh let's go in the food won't take 45 minutes to get here and then taste like plastic!" the food will usually take 45 minutes to get there and taste like plastic. Not fun.

It. Is. Hot. We are in Texas. Yeah...last night at 8:00? Uh-huh. It was 84 degrees outside. Right now it isn't too bad, it's only 77 degrees. Not bad for a nice afternoon. It is 10 in the morning. If the sun wasn't so obnoxiously bright, I would be sleeping right now!

Yesterday, while driving through Texas, we stopped to let the dogs go potty. We all ended up chilling under a sprinkler. But we got a picture next to the huge roadrunner, which was cool. But fearing for my life due to three border patrol cars was not.

I don't know about you, but I do not want to be slain by the Mexican Mofia. Preferably I would like to die at the hands of firing squad, old age, or valiantly battling a dragon. But in New Mexico, despite the heat, my best friend who just so happens to be my cousin, and I did have time to make good experiences, courtesy of Target.

 

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