We were starving at this point, since Mike and I had put off eating lunch, knowing that they'd probably also want to eat when they got out of the temple. We decided to find food at the Rivercenter Mall, since it's near the Alamo and the Riverwalk, which were two of the three main items on our list.
We were excited to hear some gorgeous Inca music being played by a live band, but by the time we'd gotten our food and headed back outside to eat they'd been replaced by a gag-inducing recording of Inca flutes playing songs like "Lady in Red" and "How Deep is Your Love." We were deeply disappointed.
But then, finally, it was time to head to the Alamo! Eric and I had been before, but Mike and Megan were Alamo virgins (and trying to get the appropriate Alamo mood going):
Actually I've only been to the Alamo once before, and it was a long time ago, so I'd forgotten a lot about it--like the fact that the whole plaza surrounding it is full of weird carny-type stores like Ripley's Believe It or Not, Tomb Rider, a million ice cream stores, and some haunted zombie something-or-other. Also, the truth is that the Alamo itself is pretty underwhelming; it isn't very big, and also isn't even the original building, which was mostly leveled in the battle.
After leaving the Alamo and being very nearly deafened by a musket or something shot by two guys dressed like Davy Crockett, we walked several blocks down to the San Fernando Cathedral, which was the thing I'd been looking forward to the most. The building was beautiful, and though we could tell there was some kind of event happening, we couldn't figure out what, since it included regularly dressed people in the pews, a procession full of dressed-up men and boys waiting outside the doors, a mariachi choir, and these guys:
After the cathedral we made our way back to the mall by way of the Riverwalk, which is gorgeous. Mike and I decided we want to live in San Antonio just so we can spend all our time there, listening to live jazz and eating and watching for people to fall in the river.
We'd planned on getting sushi for dinner, but it ended up that we were still kind of full from lunch; instead we got yummy Jamba Juice, which was exciting for Megan and me because we never get to have those anymore now that the nearest Jamba isn't five minutes away. By then it was already a lot later than we'd planned to leave, and since we all had a 4 1/2-5 hour drive ahead of us, we said our farewells and got on the road. The drive home was a lot less fun because it was dark and about halfway through I got so tired I literally couldn't keep my head up, so Mike was my hero and kept himself awake while I took several consecutive naps for the last two hours. We did get to spend some time seriously rocking out together to my excellent road trip playlist, though, which was so much fun. We are really fun people to road trip with.
So in the end, it looks like having my best friend move to Texas but still live 9 hours away isn't going to be as useless as I thought it would! Eric's brother lives in Houston so they'll be up there sometimes, and it's much closer to us than San Antonio, so we have no complaints. We also have tentative plans for Austin, which is beautiful, and I'm pretty excited. Yay for road trips!