Basement? All I Wanted Was One Stinking Cowboy!
I was in San Antonio this week and I got to see The Alamo. Wanna see it?
Exciting stuff, really. But you know what amazed me the most? It's right in the center of the dang city. When I think "Alamo" I think of horses and dirt and cowboys. Maybe a little tumbleweed, maybe a few bitter Mexicans hanging around trying to reconquer The Alamo. I don't know. But what I didn't expect to see surrounding the Alamo were streets and tall buildings. They've built this city on very little rock n roll and mostly just The Alamo. Who would have thunk it? What, you don't believe me? Well, I've got pictures (click on the photos to see a larger and readable version).
When I took the picture of The Alamo above I stayed in my spot and did a 180 to take the following picture:
Not one stinking cowboy and certainly nobody in a coonskin cap.
After taking that picture, I turned a bit to my left and snapped this one:
Davie Crockett was "king of the wild frontier" not Pizza Hut and Ripley's Believe It Or Not. I stood outside of the Ripley's Museum for about 2 hours telling all visitors, "If you go inside here, Santa Anna has already won" until someone pointed out to me that Santa Anna actually did win.
So if you visit San Antonio, enjoy the Riverwalk and remember the Alamo, but don't bring your spurs or your 10 Gallon Hat because you'll stick out like a guy wearing spurs and a 10 gallon hat in the middle of the San Antonio.
Exciting stuff, really. But you know what amazed me the most? It's right in the center of the dang city. When I think "Alamo" I think of horses and dirt and cowboys. Maybe a little tumbleweed, maybe a few bitter Mexicans hanging around trying to reconquer The Alamo. I don't know. But what I didn't expect to see surrounding the Alamo were streets and tall buildings. They've built this city on very little rock n roll and mostly just The Alamo. Who would have thunk it? What, you don't believe me? Well, I've got pictures (click on the photos to see a larger and readable version).
When I took the picture of The Alamo above I stayed in my spot and did a 180 to take the following picture:
Not one stinking cowboy and certainly nobody in a coonskin cap.
After taking that picture, I turned a bit to my left and snapped this one:
Davie Crockett was "king of the wild frontier" not Pizza Hut and Ripley's Believe It Or Not. I stood outside of the Ripley's Museum for about 2 hours telling all visitors, "If you go inside here, Santa Anna has already won" until someone pointed out to me that Santa Anna actually did win.
So if you visit San Antonio, enjoy the Riverwalk and remember the Alamo, but don't bring your spurs or your 10 Gallon Hat because you'll stick out like a guy wearing spurs and a 10 gallon hat in the middle of the San Antonio.
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