San Antonio trip

Aimee and I hadn't been on an airplane together since our honeymoon and we hadn't gone anywhere since we drove with Mom, Madison and Jacobi to Disneyland back in January so we decided we had to take a quick trip somewhere. We decided to head to San Antonio for just a couple of days and it was well worth it, we had a lot of fun.


The Hard Rock Cafe where we ate the first night.


Our table was under Dimebag Darrell's guitar as well as a tribute plaque.


The Riverwalk. I wasn't as impressed with the Riverwalk as others, maybe the fact that I almost fell into the river had something to do with that.


Mi Tierra Cafe and Bakery where we ate the last night we were there. Absolutely great Mexican food.


The Mariachi Bar next to the Mi Tierra Cafe, maybe next time we can swing in there for some tequila and sing My Little Buttercup. "That's an odd taste." (Three Amigos referrence)

The Alamo

More than a couple of people told us not to get our hopes up with the Alamo, that we would be disappointed because it is not as big as everyone thinks. However, Aimee and I were both blown away with the Alamo. It was much more interesting, enjoyable, and moving than we were expecting. We spent close to two hours just walking around and taking it all in. The Alamo alone made the whole trip worthwhile.

Mission Concepcion

Mission Concepcion was the first mission outside of the city. The information I had printed out said it is the oldest un-renovated mission in the United States. It was pretty impressive on the inside however due to some maintanence going on on the outside we couldn't get a very good picture of the face of the church. Oh well, we pressed on.

Mission San Jose

According to my information Mission San Jose is known as the "Queen of the Missions" and I would have to agree. This one was very well taken care of and the grounds and area around the church were huge. On the inside of the mission walls were all of these little rooms with small doors and windows were the native americans would live while the missionaries taught them skills and such and converted them to catholisism. This one was pretty impressive.

Mission San Juan

Next on the road was Mission San Juan, however the poor thing was in need of some tender loving care. It was the only Mission that seemed to be a little neglected. The grounds around the mission could have used some upkeep and maybe some flowers, and the facade of the mission seemed to be leaning in one direction almost like it wanted to fall over.. We took a couple of pictures and headed on down the road.

Mission Espada

The last mission on Mission Road, it was small but well taken care of and had some very colorful flowers planted about. The information I had printed out said to be sure to notice the unique and decorative archway around the door, indeed.

In honor of Continental Airlines' last day

Continental Airlines Boeing 757 landing in St. Maarten. (sorry about the guy in the short shorts)

Sunday drive

Aimee and I were bored out of our minds and I was feeling couped up. So I told her lets just go for a drive somewhere, anywhere.

We ended up on the top of whatever hill that is at Point of the Mountain where everyone does their parasailing. It was a nice view and it salvaged what had become a gruff day.

The view out our window

You gotta enjoy life's simple pleasures and one of mine is looking out our living room window every morning. Its not Sound of Music inspiring every day but for a stretch of a few days back in early May it was. Luckily I gave the windows a good cleaning on one of my days off sometime around late April after Aimee had reminded me it was warming up and it was time to get the screens put back up (I take the screens out of the windows for the winter, Aimee thinks its weird but in my world it makes sense).

So I gave the windows a good cleaning, got the screens put back in, and then we got lucky with a late spring snow storm. The snow had melted pretty much from all of the lower elevations at that time but here we got a gift with a new blanket of the white stuff. One morning I woke up, looked outside and started singing, "the hills are alive with the sound of music." I grabbed the camera and snapped the two above photos to capture the moment. And yes, those are taken from inside the house looking out my clean windows! Then I ran outside and snapped the third photo just out our front door.

I'd love to go to Switzerland or Austria some day, but until then I'll just have to look out our living room window.