San Antonio

We left Dallas a little sad but excited about our next leg of the trip. Off to San Antonio, TX which according to most is the prettiest town in Texas. Can't wait, as Dallas is not your average Mona Lisa. The plan was to stop off in Waco and Austin on route, but we were running late as usual and got stuck in rush hour traffic which forced us to go straight through. It's a pity as Austin is the capital city and the home of Lance Armstrong with a Capitol (no spelling error) building as beautiful as the one in Washington, DC.

Well we were happy enough in San Antonio with its fantastic buildings, taking a leisurely trip down the river walk and learning of it's importance in Texan history with the battle of the Alamo.

The Battle (and siege) of the Alamo took place at the Alamo Mission in San Antonio, Texas (then known as "San Antonio de Béxar") in February and March 1836. The battle was between the Republic of Mexico and the rebel Texian forces, including both Whites and Blacks (from the United States) and Tejanos (Mexicans in Texas), during the Texians' fight for independence — the Texas Revolution. The 13-day siege started Tuesday, February 23, 1836, and ended on Sunday, March 6, 1836, with the capture of the mission and the death of nearly all the Texian and Tejano defenders, except for a few slaves, women and children. Despite the win, the 13-day holdout stalled the Mexican Army, and allowed Sam Houston to gather troops and supplies for his later success at the Battle of San Jacinto. The Texian revolutionaries went on to win the war.

With the history lesson over we went through to Seaworld, San Antonio where Celia was going to have what they call in this part of the world an "experience" with the Beluga whales. This involves going in the water with them, feeding them, doing tricks, etc.. she had been looking forward to it for a week or so since we had found out about it, so when we arrived and Seaworld was closed for a few days, there was a bit of disappointment hanging in the air. Celia did take it well in the end and even better once we had bought some new clothes.

Off to Houston to visit the crazy Prima.