I really liked San Antonio when I was there on disaster. Though the heat/humidity did get a bit stifling near the end. I believe we left at the end of march or april, and it was worse than atlanta in July and August for a few days there.
I think you're being a little hard on the San Antonio river. It's a river that's supposed to flood (in fact, there are tons of overpasses west of San Antonio that span dry ground most of the time, and big creeks when it rains enough). In the name of flood control, part of the flow is constantly being bypassed around the riverwalk area (iirc) and when it does rise enough that it would normally flood, the overflow is directed through a huge tunnel under the city. I think it carries more water than you realize, just not actually at riverwalk.
Think of all that what you will (and I suspect the river by which all others are measured is, for you, the Mississippi), but it does mean they can put a sidewalk right there on the water, which I found pretty damned cool.
I liked riverwalk quite a lot. Very touristy, sure, but if you get away from Dick's Last Resort (worst restaurant ever) and the bars, there are some parts of it that aren't so obnoxiously touristy. Plus, those parts are just plain beautiful. At the time, I found it so romantic it hurt.
The Alamo... the big oak is the only part I particularly liked. THe courtyard felt every bit like a Six Flag theme area, which says a little about Six Flags and a lot about the Alamo, I think. There was a plaque in front of the gift shop that I considered fairly ironic. I wish I could recall the details of it.
and it was still impressive in its age
Another problem, I think, was that I was disillusioned when I realized that the only thing left of the actual Alamo is a single section of wall.
I don't remember enough of the details right now to say much about the story of the Alamo and the events that transpired there. I do recall being struck by the courage against the basicly inevitable. However, the whole affair just had a 'not right' feeling that tainted the experience.
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Date: 2006-03-26 06:30 am (UTC)I think you're being a little hard on the San Antonio river. It's a river that's supposed to flood (in fact, there are tons of overpasses west of San Antonio that span dry ground most of the time, and big creeks when it rains enough). In the name of flood control, part of the flow is constantly being bypassed around the riverwalk area (iirc) and when it does rise enough that it would normally flood, the overflow is directed through a huge tunnel under the city. I think it carries more water than you realize, just not actually at riverwalk.
Think of all that what you will (and I suspect the river by which all others are measured is, for you, the Mississippi), but it does mean they can put a sidewalk right there on the water, which I found pretty damned cool.
I liked riverwalk quite a lot. Very touristy, sure, but if you get away from Dick's Last Resort (worst restaurant ever) and the bars, there are some parts of it that aren't so obnoxiously touristy. Plus, those parts are just plain beautiful. At the time, I found it so romantic it hurt.
The Alamo... the big oak is the only part I particularly liked. THe courtyard felt every bit like a Six Flag theme area, which says a little about Six Flags and a lot about the Alamo, I think. There was a plaque in front of the gift shop that I considered fairly ironic. I wish I could recall the details of it.
and it was still impressive in its age
Another problem, I think, was that I was disillusioned when I realized that the only thing left of the actual Alamo is a single section of wall.
I don't remember enough of the details right now to say much about the story of the Alamo and the events that transpired there. I do recall being struck by the courage against the basicly inevitable. However, the whole affair just had a 'not right' feeling that tainted the experience.