We have left Houston and we are now
headed to San Antonio. It was nice drive on the highway full of trucks, ranches
and cowboys. We made it to San Antonio after driving all around until we
finally found the cheapest parking. We ate pb&j on the back of the car and
then headed out to see the city. We started to head in the direction of the
what we thought that was going towards the Alamo, but a few signs pointing
towards some park caught David’s eye and we then found ourselves in probably
the worse part of San Antonio, full of some sketchy people. We finally got out
of their but only after being hit up for money three times, (we must have
looked like tourists).
We stumbled upon the river walk,
this was my favorite part of San Antonio it was absolutely beautiful walking
down around the water, it was full of trees and pretty landscaping. I noticed
that it seems like every tree in that city has stings of lights on them, I
would love to see it at night. We
finally made it to the Alamo. I really learned a lot about the whole story
around the Alamo, I really loved seeing where everything was in comparison to
where it is today. I was surprised that the famous building “The Chapel” at the
Alamo was not even the front of the Alamo it was in the back, plus I really
love being in the long barrack which is the one of the oldest buildings in
Texas.
The city of San Antonio is so
pretty but so HOT I would not want to be there in mid-July but if you haven’t
been you should go it is a lot of fun. We finally got back to the car after
David leading us in the wrong direction (again), by not listening to me haha.
We got on the road to go to our campground and there we sat for over an hour in
traffic. We finally made it and I
think when we got to our camp ground we were both a little hesitant to enter.
It was a little backwoods RV and campground where most of the people there are
permanent residents and the “office” is an outside stand. We chose a spot by
the river it was really nice until I heard David yell and do a little Dance
where he was a few feet in the air and he yelled rattle snack. I couldn’t
believe it our first night camping we have a snake and a storm was rolling in.
So we called the office people and one of their residents with a thick accent
and almost fu-Manchu style mustache killed it for us, death by Hoe style. We
set up camp ate another pb&j and fought off the storm all night. I
rediscovered my long lost fear of storms, something about being in a tent with
bright lightening, loud thunder and the whole tent rocking back and forth from
the wind can bring back a persons fear of storms. It also didn’t help that the
tree we were beside was putting a shadow on the tent that looked like a man
holding a machete, so I had David
sticking his head out of the tent to check every five minutes, haha. It was a
long night that I thought would never end,
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