Usually my vacations are go , go , go while I try to cram in every possible attraction and sight because who knows when I will get to return. So the first day in San Antonio with the City tour filling the hours was right in style with the way most of my vacations go.
Day two was much more laid back. Being on our own with no car limited the amount of running around we could do. The rain was another deterrent. In the end once we returned from the botanical garden and got dried off, we had lunch and retired to the back veranda of the hotel. There they had tables and chairs which overlooked the River walk.
I confess I embraced the Southwestern tradition of siesta and snored my way through the afternoon comfortably ensconced in the cushioned chairs.
Dinner was with our travel voucher at the Hard Rock Cafe on the River Walk. Sandy had Salmon and I had the only Bar-B-Que of the whole visit. It was so good and in true Texas fashion, way too much food!
While we were at the Alamo I was pleased to learn that they have an Alamo Cat. We spotted one large, fluffy, orange and white cat while we were at the Alamo but it didn’t look like C.C., the official Alamo Cat.
We missed out on the San Fernando Cathedral thanks to the rain. Founded in 1731, it is the oldest, continuously functioning religious community in the State of Texas. The Cathedral building has the added distinction of being the oldest standing church building in Texas.
The Cathedral of San Fernando is said to be the resting place of the remains of the heroes of the Alamo. At night there is a light show that is projected on the sides of the structure.
We also missed visiting the Tower of the America’s. Maybe next trip.
But these were small oversights. The next morning we’d be on the train heading to New Orleans and bidding adieu to the Lone Star State.
As I was thinking about this post I thought it was appropriate that I write it today as it’s a rainy and dreary day in Massachusetts. Perfect for putting me in the mood for telling you about our rainy day in San Antonio.
We’d had a full day with the City Tour and the rain had held off until the end at the Japanese Garden so I guess we don’t have too much to complain about.
This morning we woke to more drizzly rain. This was our personal day. We got the grand tour yesterday and now we had the whole day to explore on our own – in the rain.
We had breakfast in the hotel restaurant looking out over the Riverwalk while we considered our options. I wanted to go back to the Alamo to pick up some gifts I’d spotted the day before. The various tours, trolleys and buses all leave from the square in front of the Alamo so that seemed a good place to start.
We didn’t want to start the day soaked so we asked the valet to call us a cab. Let me tell you, New York City doormen have nothing on our guys! A piecing whistle and a leap into the street and we had our cab.
Walking would have been a couple of blocks straight down the street but taking a cab was an adventure because so many streets are one way. Once again I was happy I didn’t have a rental car!
After loading up with souvenirs and gifts we crossed back to visitor center where we spotted another T shirt that Sandy wanted to get. Unfortunately they were all out of the size she wanted. Thus began the great T shirt hunt while we explored up and down the street in every T shirt store and gift shop within sight. Eventually we found a shirt similar enough to satisfy Sandy.
Now it was time to figure out San Antonio’s transit system.
We each bought all day tickets for about $3.00 each and climbed aboard a trolley that would take us to the Botanical Gardens.
It was in the Botanical Gardens that I got my angel wings. I must say they are pretty heavy.
Along with the Angel Wings were “birdmen” sculptures throughout the gardens. These were from an exhibit by famed Mexican artist Jorge Marín called “Wings of the City.
The rain wasn’t letting up so eventually we found ourselves relaxing in an arbor that did a pretty good job of keeping us dry.
We may have been wilting from the rain but the dry desert was coming to life. Cactus was blooming and flowers were perking up.
All in all it was a nice morning. We didn’t let a little rain put a damper on our day.
As we left the Buckhorn Saloon and boarded our tour bus the first rain drops splashed on the bus windshield. It looked like our luck had run out and the rain was finally going to move in.
Since the rain was light and sporadic we continued on to the last stop on our tour, the Japanese Gardens sometimes called the Sunken Gardens.
These gardens, bridges and waterfalls are situated in an old quarry. What a great way to beautify what could have been an eyesore.
There is supposed to be a small train that runs through the grounds but the rain seemed to have sidelined it as other than catching a glimpse when we first arrived, I didn’t see it again.
I loved the tower when you first arrive. It made me think of the mysterious Newport Tower in Rhode Island.
Newport Tower
In spite of the rain and overcast it was easy to see how pretty this area is with bridges, Koi fish and waterfalls.
I can imagine this would be a beautiful place to explore in more detail or to just sit quietly and appreciate the beauty of nature.
Located in the heart of San Antonio, 2 blocks from the Alamo and 1 block from the Riverwalk, it was easy to get the tour itinerary back on track after our riverboat ride. The rain was still holding off but at least we’d be inside if the skies did decide to open up.
The Buckhorn Saloon and Texas Ranger Museum is a taste of the Old West. The walls are covered with stuffed animal heads. If you are a fan of taxidermy you will love this place.
As you enter the museum you’ll come face to face with a long horn steer.
Other preserved animals follow.
The Texas ranger museum is interesting but I really hoped Chuck Norris would show up to give a tour. (Walker, Texas Ranger)
One of the most interesting exhibits in my opinion was the map of Texas with all the different Texas Ranger Badges.
But by then I was surprised to discover that I was getting pretty tired so after exploring the museum a bit I wandered back to the saloon to relax until the tour was ready to move on to the next stop.
