The city surprised me. With it’s tall looming buildings, close knot cross streets swarming with traffic, lack of ample parking, and the suffocating heat of the summer to top it off, it turned out to be a great place for a long, celebratory weekend. Usually my husband and I prefer nature centric vacations chock full of hiking and exploring the outdoors. The urban setting of downtown San Antonio didn’t fit our usual style, but it worked out perfectly.
The city is known for its iconic River Walk, which is a canal system lined with sidewalk access to bars, restaurants, and shops. Tall trees and floral landscaping add to the charm of the attraction, so needless to say, it’s almost always a busy place. We indulged in delicious food and drinks along the River Walk for most of our meals. My favorite find was at our last dinner of the trip: the prickly pear margarita. It was pretty and refreshing! One morning however, we got up early and strolled down to the canals with our travel dog Cora, wandering in the serene quiet well before anything was open. It was peaceful and romantic and cool enough outside to truly enjoy the scenery.
People aren’t the only hungry beings that hang around the River Walk. We saw cute, tiny mice, huge fish, and birds a plenty, including ducks with babies trailing along behind them. The ducks wandered between the patio tables in case anyone was willing to share their leftovers. I became concerned when I saw a mama duck with two ducklings on the patio of a Mexican food place. Why would she bring them so close to people? I exclaimed this in exasperation to my husband who pointed out that she was probably teaching them how to scrounge for food dropped on the ground. She was teaching them downtown survival skills. We joked that she was showing them which places had the best tortilla chips.
We didn’t spend all our time at the canals though. We discovered a gourmet panaderia across the street from our hotel and spent every morning buying fresh made stuffed pastries, both savory and sweet, to enjoy for breakfast or anytime. Around the corner from our hotel, we stumbled on a library themed bar, minimalist in décor but with walls lined with photos of great writers. Without name plates, K and I sipped our fancy cocktails and worked the puzzle of putting names to those famous faces.
Yes, we spent much of our trip eating and drinking. It was hard not to with so many scrumptious options half a block away. San Antonio has a rich history, and a visit isn’t complete without exploring a historical site. In all the trips I’ve taken to this city throughout my life, I’d never explored the mission trail, now part of the National Historical Parks until this vacation. The one that stood out for me was Mission San Jose. We walked the remnants of the restored Spanish-Colonial site that was once home to a local community, the Catholic church at its center, which still holds mass. It was a moving experience to stand under the archways and catch site of the dome under the blue sky, making it easy to understand the appeal of the place.
The mostly urban setting of our San Antonio trip surprised me. Walking from place to
place was a fun convenience I don’t get to enjoy often at home. We got a dose of history and culture, all while exploring some cool spots and indulging in some sensational meals. I call that a successful vacation.