In mid-November I went TDY to SanAntonio TX and Mom, Dad and Rita flew down to spend some time with me. Rita arrived on Tuesday evening and we went out on the town with some friends of mine from my time at Keesler, Kristin and Bunny. We had of course Mexican, (since I knew that Mom and Dad didn't like it and it would be my only chance for authentic Mexician while I was there) and then went out to Durty Nellies Irish Pub. We had a great time singing and catching up. Rita was able to spend some time at the pool as the weather was beautiful (up to 80 during the day) while I was at my conference during the day. the next night we went to "Howl at the Moon" which is a dueling piano bar and had a great time. Met some people from my past here too (although I did not recognize them until they reminded me where I knew them) and also some folks from Philadelphia (the Phillies had just won the World Series!!). 
Mom and Dad got into to town on Thurday night and we had another fun time at Durty Nellies. Many of the bars were crowded with waiting lines, so this is why we kept coming back to this place. We did stop in to Coyote Ugly to get Malissa a shirt for her birthday (she "loves" that movie), but no place to sit so we moved on. Friday and Saturday we spent sight seeing. We rode the trolleys around town, had lunch at the Market Place, Dinner on the River walk (see pictures above of River Walk) and visited the Alamo and the Tower of Americas (kind of like the space needle in Seattle).
Here is Mom, Dad and Rita at a quaint little village on the River Walk where we shopped and browsed. It was a fun couple of days. The flight home was not so good as I missed my flight to Guam from Houston so I added about 4 hours to my flight home and went home via Japan. It was a bit stressful as I had not been able to get in touch with Curt to tell him I missed the flight and couldn't figure out how to use the public phones in Japan--a nice Continental steward allowed me to use his cell phone to call home and leave a message. The overseas airline folks are much nicer that the states. The TSA agents even help you put your stuff on the conveyer belt when you are going through security, and they do it with a smile and hello.
Here is Mom, Dad and Rita at a quaint little village on the River Walk where we shopped and browsed. It was a fun couple of days. The flight home was not so good as I missed my flight to Guam from Houston so I added about 4 hours to my flight home and went home via Japan. It was a bit stressful as I had not been able to get in touch with Curt to tell him I missed the flight and couldn't figure out how to use the public phones in Japan--a nice Continental steward allowed me to use his cell phone to call home and leave a message. The overseas airline folks are much nicer that the states. The TSA agents even help you put your stuff on the conveyer belt when you are going through security, and they do it with a smile and hello. 
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