...You may recall in an earlier Chapter of Travels With The Captain that we saw the beautiful Grand Tetons while we were in Wyoming...The Tetons (French word) are presumably named for their resemblance to large breasts... Oh come on, I'm not making this stuff up, Johnny....
...Well if they are called the GRAND TETONS, I believe these should be named the B Cup Tetons...
...In this case, you can see the well formed nipple...(Doncha just love traveling with the Captain???)
...Soon we came upon prairie sculpture...
...Doesn't look like steel does it???
...Notice anything unusual here??? ( The usual lap full of Westies are with their Aunt Nina on the sofa today)...
...As the miles slid by, we realized that time would be tight upon our arrival in San Antonio. We needed to make preparations while underway. First, the birthday girl was entrusted to select a good dinner place on the River Walk. With the help of the Internet and YELP! in particular, she selected Bella on the River.
...Next, the decision was made that the ladies would each shower and get all gussied up (Southern phrase ) while we were on the road so that the only unready person upon arrival in San Antonio would be the Captain. Like the troopers they are, the ladies were in perfect form upon arrival in San Antonio. After a hurried shower, the Captain too, was ready to party!!! They unhooked the Jeep (After jump starting a dead battery) and hurried downtown...
...Bella on the River turned out to be an excellent choice...
...We ate at the bar, and had marvelous meals...
...Great wine...
...And birthday desserts...
...The owner (in the background) treated us all to a fine after dinner aged port wine...
...The following morning Leslie drove Nina to the airport for her flight back to Baltimore...We'll see our friend in Naples when she returns for the season in early January...
...The next day, we decided to be tourists...First we took a city bus into town...(your Captain has not used such public transportation since childhood)...Then we walked many blocks for a big breakfast at Denny's...
...Next, we visited the Shrine of all Texans...The Alamo...
...It was within these walls that Travis, Bowie, Crockett and their 200 or so men decided to fight Santa Ana's 3,000 strong Mexican Federale Army. (What the hell were they thinking???). After a 13 day siege, a short battle resulted in the deaths of all defenders of the Alamo...This battle was the decisive salvo in the fight for Texas' independence from Mexico. Shouting "Remember the Alamo", General Sam Houston's men a month later captured Santa Ana at San Jacinto and "convinced" the wily old General to sign documents granting Texas full independence from Mexico. History is unclear as to what persuasive techniques were used on the General...but clearly they were quite effective. Historians generally agree that the Battle of San Jacinto signaled the end of Mexico as a world force...
...The grounds of the Alamo today are a peaceful park and are well kept without being overly "commercialized"...(Some trees there have survived since the battle in 1836 )
...Minds full of history, and boggled by the insane heroism of the men of the Alamo, we ventured down to the river for a boat tour of the River Walk area. The tour took about 40 minutes and was narrated by Jorge, our Captain...
...Jorge, a recovering anorexia patient...He's doing well, don't cha think???
...Our cruise mates...some were American...
...Scenes along the river...
...This is called Proposal Island...composed solely of the roots of an old tree (on the left of the photo). Many weddings are held on this tiny island...there were two scheduled for today...
...Later we headed for the highest place we could find....No, Billy, not the bridge...
...The bar and Chart House restaurant which revolves atop the Tower of the Americas...
...I'm sittin' on top of the world...
....
...the sunset was beautiful...
...San Antonio, we shall return here...
...Well it has become time to say adios to the great American west and return to our adopted home zone...The South...
...Tomorrow we ride to New Orleans, Louisiana...550 miles due East from here...Gonna gift me sum crawfish étouffée, Cherie. Maybe sum gumbo too...Leslie wants a muffuletta sandwich from the Central Grocery Store (They invented the world famous Muffeletta)...
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