Bunker Mulligan "Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." ~Mark Twain

I am worn out today. I spent the last five days with #2 son and his lovely wife, and they have far more energy than I do.

My favorite cities in this country are Washington, Lexington, KY, Monterey, CA, Key West, and San Antonio. The kids wanted to go to SA this weekend, and I’m always ready to visit. But my knees can’t deal with the whirlwind tour we took: Alamo, Mercado, River Walk, all at a quick pace in one day. They enjoyed themselves, though, and we had a wonderful meal by the river before returning to Corpus Christi.

San Antonio is the second largest city in Texas (Houston is tops), yet I never feel like I’m in a big city when I’m there. It has lots of green space, and the town isn’t compacted. I always enjoy exploring the downtown areas of cities, and San Antonio has one of the best. You can walk anywhere, and the variety is such that you can buy anything from top quality art work to tourist junk. And the variety of restaurants is great. We had Italian the other day, but one of the best steak houses in the world is on the River Walk, as well as Mexican, German, seafood, and Starbucks.

I’ve stayed at the Menger Hotel, and had a few Shiners at the bar where Teddy Roosevelt signed up men for his excursion to Cuba. I’ve taken the carriage ride around town on a cool night in November when all the lights were glowing in anticipation of Christmas. And I’ve played golf.

For a military retiree, San Antonio offers quality golf courses at Fort Sam Houston (two), Lackland, Randolph, and Kelly Air Force Bases, and a nine-hole course at Brooks. And the city courses are well-maintained. Then there are dozens of resort and daily fee courses.

I always have a good time there. Wallace spent his hormonal college years in San Antonio, so he probably has a completely different view of the city!