We started bright and early; we had a long drive ahead of us, and we wanted to get to Downtown San Antonio before it got too hot, and we had tickets to go in the church at 9:00. The day before, we read about Davy Crockett and the Alamo (the "Who Was" books for them), so we considered ourselves well educated about the subject. We were down in the lobby eating breakfast by 7:30, with the cars already packed. We weren't super worried about it getting too hot, because that morning it was in the 30's, and Dad could see his breath, but by the time we got there, it was the perfect temperature.
It took us a little while to figure out where to park, but we eventually found some parking on the street. Here's Zoë pretending to drive the car while Mom was executing a diaper change (Phoebe got really good at car diaper changes while we were on this trip!).
You can see Dad and Grandpa figuring out how to pay for parking while all this was going on.
We did the riverwalk first. San Antonio is a much nicer city than New Orleans. A lot fewer people are smoking, and it's quiet. The riverwalk is really nice. There were sculptures at the top of the stairs, and it was really green and pretty.
When we went down, it was just as pretty.
[Mom's edit: I just loved the river walk! It was beautiful and peaceful and (for whatever reason) more along the lines of what I expected New Orleans to be (but with Jazz). I was not expecting such a beautiful amenity in the middle of San Antonio, but it's there—and is definitely worth the visit. It made me think about visiting Venice (Andrew and I did a day trip there on our honeymoon). Definitely a highlight of our trip!]
Here we all are up on a bridge:
And here's Miriam (and Zoë) with Grandpa:
We also saw a massive duck (everything's bigger in Texas!)
It's a very pedestrian friendly part of town, and it was nice to walk around for a while. We finally headed back up to the street level, and made our way to the Alamo. I saw my first fire exit too.
The Alamo itself was really crowded. There was a school there for a field trip and just a lot of people in general. The church was really cold, but it was nice, as San Antonio was already heating up to the mid 80's. [Mom edit: Mom had arranged some timed tickets for us to enter the Alamo. Grandpa was excited to do this because when he and Grandma visited the Alamo before (about eight years ago; when they lived in Texas for a month for one of Grandpa's work projects), it was closed for some restoration work.]
Alexander forgot the saying "Remember the Alamo!" so he kept saying "Don't forget the Alamo!"
Out in the garden, there were a couple rolly-polly's and so Zoë picked one up. But Phoebe, being the bug-lover that she is, decided that she, too, wanted a bug on her, so we had to help her do that.
Alex thought that was pretty funny.
While we were walking through the garden, we were trying to take a family picture, and a very nice couple offered to. They were Australian, and after they finished taking the picture, Dad, Rachel, and I all looked at each other in awe, and were all like, "That's what an Australian sounds like?!". We've never heard one in person. But these are the family pictures:
Mom edits from here on out:
It's not quite true that we've never heard an Australian in person before. To Miriam's memory, this may be true. But Brother Levänen in our Cairo branch was from Australia, so we heard him talk quite often. And when I was growing up there was another man in my PoCo ward who was from Australia (and every time he bore his testimony he'd begin by saying, "Yabadabadoo, the gospel is true!"). And I know I've come across a few other Australians in my lifetime. It's true that we hadn't heard Australians speak in person in a while, but we have heard Australians speak a lot in our house because we're currently obsessed with the show Bluey. And that, in my opinion, is why everyone turned to gawk about having just had our picture taken by Australians—because "They're Australian!!"
Also, thanks to the live photo feature, I have the clip of the Australian man counting for us...because that's not awkward...
Now here is the family picture (taken by the lovely Australian couple—thank you, lovely Australian couple!):