Nik and James in front of the Alamo. It never ceases to amaze me how, in pictures we take in front of famous landmarks, everyone looks photoshopped in. This day was a little dreary, but still warmer than anything MI could come up with.
The whole group (minus R) in front of the Alamo. It's crazy how, for lack of a better word, SURROUNDED it is-by shops, and The Guiness Book or World Records and other such traps for tourists. You can walk about 10 steps from Davy Crockett's last stand and sample some Ben and Jerry's. I had always imagined it surrounded by acres of land.
James and Nik, at Dick's Last Resort on the Riverwalk. A fine family restaurant...er...ah...erm...ahem. And that's all I will say about that.
Wedding Island. How beautiful is that? Many, many weddings take place here.
Nicole and our river guide. She kind of had a crush on him so I kind of tipped him 10 bucks in exchange for this shot.
I will do these in sets of five. Why? because Blogger is stingy and that's all I can get. Tonight is a not so very good, weekend looming ahead with nothing in it, kind of night. I wish I could sleep through the weekends and not have the children taken from me. All at the same time I wish that time would speed up, fall backward, do something other than this. I am already planning my next "run" and I wonder how long one can keep this up.