I'm not complaining! It was a wonderful time. I just hated to see it end.
I must show you my homemade necklace that Charlie gave me for my birthday:
|A quartz ("to look like a real diamond") tied with string to a keychain necklace.|
We arrive at the hotel Saturday afternoon after a very hot trip. The AC decided not to work to full capacity while the temp outside was 99* and the sun was beating down on my legs. It was warm.
After checking in and getting situated in our hotel room at the Crowne Plaza we cranked the AC up and made it colder than an Alaskan snow cone. That's cold.
Had dinner at Chris Madrid's (see picture of oozy cheesy burger below) and headed down the Riverwalk for some exploring. Did you know that you should not explore a city in flipflops or any sandal that has a piece between your big toe and second toe? It hurts very quickly.
We made our way to the Hemisfair Tower because the kids had never been to the observation deck only to be told that they were closing in 30 minutes and we could not get tickets. *sigh* We begin our flip flop journey back to the hotel and crash for the night. Until tomorrow, Hemisfair Tower.
That night we're all exhausted and fall into a deep sleep only to be awakened at 1am by *beep*.........*beep*..........*beep*
The battery was dying on the smoke detector. We call front desk and they send a guy who crawls up on a chair, removes the alarm and says, "I'll bring you another tomorrow. You'll be fine."
Tomorrow comes and that night this is still what we had:
|reminds me: I need to check my bill to make sure they didn't charge me for a missing smoke detector.|
Sunday we get to sleep late! Yay! Then we were off to Mi Tierra to meet Ashley from Opposite of Thin. Don't you love meeting fellow bloggers? I felt like I had known Ashley for years because of reading her blog and she reading mine.
We had some great food and awesome ritas at Mi Tierra and chatted about our families, blogging, riding bikes, etc. Lots of fun. I love how she and her hubby have become so active since moving to San Antonio. They have bikes for rent at stations all over downtown and she and Rob go bike riding with their annual pass almost every day. So cool. Great way to get in shape and have fun doing it while getting to know your city.
|Ashley is a sweetie. :)|
|Guess they have a crush on Bill. Nice job painting in some muscles in those legs.|
|This poor couple must have been waiting in the ridiculous line at Mi Tierra.|
Yes, this is my birthday trip but I wanted to make sure the kids got to do what they wanted as well and they wanted to swim at the hotel's third floor swimming pool.
|And while they did, I had a tequila on the rocks from the bar while Chuck sipped on a beer.|
|The wind blew hard the entire time. I don't know about where you live but we've had strong winds and very little rain all year. It's been kind of freaky, actually.|
And who should we see walk in? Ashley!! Small world.
We had a great time and I was able to get a shot of Rachel acting goofy. The kid has talent. haha
Yes, we got a 3 pound cinnamon roll. It's sitting on my kitchen counter now calling to me like a siren. But I listen not.
Dinner is over and we're ready to head back to the Hemisfair Tower this time in tennis shoes and we park closer. We get to the ticket booth and she says they're closing early (crap!) and we'd only have 15 minutes and we probably wouldn't be able to see the movie that goes with it. I tell her this is our last night here and we'll pay the full price but we have to get to that observation deck before it closes! (I'm sounding desperate like a scene from Sleepless in Seattle.)
We get our tickets and head to that observation deck. The kids loved it but I think Rachel and I had the best time with the wind whipping our hair and threatening to remove our shirts right over our heads.
|Beautiful views at night.|
Monday it was time to head home. :( On the way we stop at a gas station to get a Rock Star and this was on their door:
|Dude. Go to the doctor. They can clear that right up.|
We stopped at a Whataburger to use the restrooms. There was a line. Apparently lots of people were travelling and testing their bladder capacities. While in line I saw a girl in her 20s with a cute sugar skull tattoo ala Day of the Dead. I tell her that I like her tattoo. She looks at me in my mom shorts, messed up hair, no makeup, mom shirt and wearing a homemade quartz necklace and says "thanks" (as in, "thanks, old lady but what the hell do you know about tattoos?") and turns back around. And that's when I turned 40. Right there in a crowded Whataburger restroom. It happened. I felt it.
Then I was all like"I'm going to get me one of those cool sugar skull tattoos. I've seen two of them this weekend. Where would I put it?"
If I got one I'd want it to be somewhere that I could hide away when we went to some of the finer restaurants or plays or the symphony. I'm just not sure I'd like to wear a nice gown with a skull showing. But I'd also want it to be someplace that I could display it should I choose to.
I finally came to the conclusion that I could just put it on my belly and it would be mine to see alone. But then I had a mental picture of me visiting a tattoo parlor and having to show my midriff and actually have someone touch it. They'd have to use one of those cross stitch frames to stretch out the skin.
On second thought, no thanks.
It was a great trip but it's definitely good to be home. :)