Tayksus – Dallas to San Antonio
I am tapping the keyboard tonight at a hotel in Fort Worth, Texas… there are three sets of snores coming from the darkness in front of me as I sit on the chair in the alcove in front of our (quite nice) bathroom. I am trying to whip this out before I knuckle down and fold two loads of laundry – how come a woman’s work follows here on holidays, while a bloke gets to leave his behind?
To be fair, Mr I has been doing his fair share – I sent him down to get the clean clothes from the dryer actually. The couple having the loud domestic in the room across from the laundry made me throw all my women’s lib stuff out the window and send my bloke out instead. Heh.
As I have mentioned ad nauseum, I am struggling to keep on top of my trip blogging. To catch y’all up – we landed in Dallas on the 23rd, picked up a car and checked out the School Book Depository (any Aussies know the significance of this building?) …
Andthen did what any right-minded tourist does in Texas, and took part in a little retail therapy…
Wild Bill’s Western Store did well..
(Yes, Violet did have trouble watching where she was walking in those flashing pink cowgirl boots!)
And that chair – there was no way Dash was NOT going to sit in that and ponder things a while.
We braced ourselves for the drive to San Antonio on the 24th. This was a hard decision, as I knew we had to head north past Dallas again this week, before travelling to Houston. And if you check a map out, that is a lot of Texas travellin’ going on.
But it was SOOOOO worth it…
After driving down a freeway which blew me away with it’s sheer number of lanes, weight of traffic and levels of roadway overpasses (OMG)
… I am taking on driving duties as (1) I love it and (2) I get hideously carsick if I try to read anything in a moving vehicle. ( Small aside to any would-be travellers in the USA – when the rental car company offer you a GPS: TAKE IT! It’s the ONLY way to find your way through the maze.)
Where were we? Oh yes, driving on the wrong side of the road (and the car) and being stuck ON the freeway as it skirted Austin, so I was a little nervous about dealing with a large Texas city up close.
But San Antonio (as many of you had already told me) is a special kinda place- a delight.
It’s heavily Mexican/Spanish influence lends it a real character…
The kind of place where it is almost obligatory to partake of Coronas and Margaritas. We stayed not too far from The Alimo (again, my Aussies? Any John Wayne afficianados out there?) and were entraced by the architecture, the relaxed pace and the divine River Walk. (More pics of that part soon – they are on the other card and I am too shagged to find them before I tackle that folding!).
To top it all off, a friend of my sister’s works at Seaworld and wrangled us some special passes to the very first day of the season there…
I am making that visit a blog post all of it’s own.
It was THAT good…
Okay then, a SMALL taste.
Hope your head ain’t spinning yet, and you are enjoying Texas as much as we are!