San Antonio. Home of the Spurs, the Alamo, the Riverwalk, and a spectacular downtown area, with loads of interesting and new people. Sounds like a wonderful vacation spot, right? Those were my dad's exact thoughts. Summer 2011 was supposed to be the best one yet.
Atleast 3 weeks in advance, my brother, sister, and I were geared up for our trip. We'd been home all summer, so going ANYWHERE would be nice. As the time got closer, we were already jumping out of our pants to go. July 1st arrived and we threw everything but the kitchen sink into the back of our cramped little SUV and hit the pavement. What was supposed to be a three hour trip, turned into 4. The closer we got to San Antonio, the more traffic we came across. People crazy to get somewhere, causing accidents, and many more bumps in the road. Eventually, we got there, somehow, someway.
We pulled up to our little hotel in downtown and were mesmerized by the bright lights and bustling life. Stretching, at this point, was a necessity. We dragged about, loading our cart with our bags and checked in. Then off we went for a much needed night of sleep in order to accomplish our big day tomorrow.
Early the next morning, grunting and growning, we awoke, all in bad moods, but that was to change. For those who haven't been to San Antonio: Downtown San Antonio is a very fast paced city. One of the downfalls is if you're a tourist, you're not really sure of the downtown, so driving is a big no no. There is absolutley no parking what-so-ever that you can find. Therefore, my dad found a shuttle service offered by the hotel and thank God they had this. Otherwise, we'd be walking.... everywhere. And the whole downtown covers about 20 miles, maybe. Walking wouldn't be so bad, if you had parents who didn't spend everyday in the steaming summer sun, lifting heavy boards all day, doing construction. Anyways, we shuttled to the Riverwalk and were dropped off. Here comes the bad part. It was extremely crowded. It seemed like the whole state of Texas decided to visit that day. And walking
along the congested Riverwalk didn't seem safe. They lacked rails to keep you from falling in, which to me is a bad idea because you have a lot of young kids running through there. After grabbing a bite to eat, we left to visit the Alamo and various Ripley's museums. After hours of endless shopping, we sent my dad off to bar hop, and my mom, brother, sister, and I headed back to the hotel. It was now, about 10 o' clock. We had a lot of fun, but we were all homesick and ready to leave. After my dad made it back to the hotel alive, drunk but alive, we all neatly packed bags and fell asleep wherever we fell.
For breakfast, we stopped at a little rundown McDonald's and headed for the highway. We arrived home, and I wasn't feeling well at all. At all once it seemed, my whole family was walking hunched over, holding their stomachs, and puking. We got food poisoning! It was just awful and lasted about 2 days!
I learned a lot on my family trip to San Antonio. Number 1: make sure your hotel has a shuttle service, unless you plan on walking 20 miles. Number 2: Never eat a restaurant that looks mysterious in any way, shape, or form. No questions asked. Number 3: Visit everywhere you can in San Antonio, because it really is an amazing place. And finally, number 4: Don't walk on the river side of the Riverwalk when the place is crowded. I will forever remember my trip to San Antonio. Will I go back? Probably not. I know that next time I go on vaction, I better pack a lunch.
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