There were many little adventures on our Spring Break. I can’t quite make them a full blog post on their own. So, I put together this post of them.
The day before we arrived, my sister got a puppy. They hadn’t completely settled on a name, but were closing in on Jagger. I told my nephew that Jäger is “hunter” in German, to help it along. Perhaps when he’s a bit older, he can have a play date with Eddy, Beso, and Luna.
We arrived in San Antonio after six hours driving from Lake Charles, tired and hungry. Fortunately, Mi Tierra is open twenty-four hours. It also has Christmas decorations up year-round.
There were several sites in San Antonio with Works Progress Administration plaques. This program existed during the Great Depression, to help combat high unemployment. This ensured millions of Americans had jobs, a roof, and food.
Ray’s Drive-Inn, where I
had got my best meal on the trip–puffy tacos! It was after we left the zoo. We drove in, and picked up a sack for my wife and me. After two seconds of her entering the car, the aroma hit my nose, and began the experience of these wonderful tacos. I couldn’t wait to eat them.
Buc-ee’s, a huge gas station, boasting fourty-nine toilets and a dozen different kinds of jerky. It was proof that things are bigger in Texas.
My daughter and I got Mexican blankets as souvenirs. I got mine the first night we were in San Antonio, which my daughter immediately put to use. She decided she needed her own on the day we departed. Mine is green and purple; hers, red.