20141129 – Goodbye San Antonio, hello Horseshoe Bay

 

Saturday – warm and overcast.

 

Wendy’s not feeling too good, again, so we have a lazy morning in.

After lunch I break out and take Tucker for a stroll down to Starbucks.

Oh the excitement.

 

Sunday – hot and sunny.

 

San Jose mission church.

San Jose mission church.

Wendy’s still not feeling so good.

I take a drive down to the Missions. Visit three of them. St Jose is by far the best and most complete. Has a visitors centre, complete with educational video. I wasn’t aware that in the 1600’s Comanches and Apaches were responsible for attacking the small nomadic hunter gatherer tribes that lived in Southern Texas – a forerunner of what the white Europeans were about to do to them 200 years later.

Then had a free, that lovely word again, tour around the Mission St Jose. Docent volunteer was very informative.

An interesting and eye opening afternoon.

Sorry I know it’s Texas and the NRA, plus every gun psycho in Walmart will have a hard on to shoot this Brit espousing anti gun / 2nd / NRA sedition, but I just couldn’t resist including this:

 

Monday – cold and sunny.

 

It just wouldn't be Christmas without an advent calendar.

It just wouldn’t be Christmas without an advent calendar.


San Jose Mission church.

San Jose Mission church.

When I pack the car prior to leaving San Antonio I’m sweating like a $2 hoar in a church. Can’t figure why until I check the weather forecast – 100% humidity – it’s so humid you could sweat 150 pounds of fat off a 125-pound hog.

What exactly does 100% humidity mean? Well a reading of 100 percent relative humidity means that the air is totally saturated with water vapor and cannot hold any more, creatin­g the possibility of rain. If the air is at 100-percent relative humidity, sweat will not evaporate into the air. As a result, we feel much hotter than the actual temperature when the relative humidity is high.

Leave San Antonio, after a panic trying to find my sunglasses. Hiding on the car seat suitably camouflaged in a black case on a black seat – it’s a dam age thing.

Open plan lounge, dining, kitchen and balcony in our new home for the next two weeks.

Open plan lounge, dining, kitchen and balcony in our new home for the next two weeks.

Drive back up to Horseshoe Bay, in Texas Hill Country. Our new home for the next two weeks – see pictures.

It’s 42F on arrival. Colder than a pocket full of day old penguin shit. Let’s hope it warms up a bit, the weather that is, and not the penguin shit.

After lunch we do the supermarket thing. I make the big mistake of going with Wendy, alas no Starbucks. After choosing some wine what is there left to do? There we are meandering around, a couple of paltry things, like itinerant beach bums in shorts. Locals all muffled up for winter.

Master bedroom.

Master bedroom.

Watch Question time. You’d think I’d have more sense. Good to hear that the Cameron geezer’s finally realised that translating into different languages does not encourage immigrants to learn English. One major strike for common sense. Forget that, they now spend the money teaching English to new immigrants.

Will they ever learn? It’s oh so simple. You want to come and live in England, then learning English is your problem at your expense. “No speakee English”, then don’t come. Pots for rags in a country run by senseless politicians whose brains have dropped out and liberal PC stormtroopers.

 

Tuesday – cool and cloudy.

 

Another balcony leading off the 2nd bedroom and onto the boat dock. You can never have to many balconies.

Another balcony leading off the 2nd bedroom and onto the boat dock. You can never have to many balconies.

Wendy’s still not feeling too good, so she stays in knitting. To be fair it’s a very low cost past time as she knits, unwinds it, and knits again. Saves a fortune on wool. I spend the morning doing the nerdy thing and improving SEO on my web site – exciting stuff.

After lunch I take a stroll around the estate and up to the Marriott hotel which has some awesome Palm Trail Gardens and a gorgeous Japanese garden – all very mature.

2nd bedroom.

2nd bedroom.

Sign on a local restaurant – “Burgers . comfort food . BBQ . beer”. Comfort Food, along with the giant buckets of ice cream in the super markets, and no wonder America has an obesity problem.
Bill Maher on the Bible Mini-series and the Pope

 

Wednesday – 60’s and cloudy.

 

Master balcony with all American Barbecue hidden around the corner.

Master balcony with all American Barbecue hidden around the corner.

It’s as overcast as Belthorn.

Lazy morning then we have a drive down to Marble Falls and visit Old Town. At least they don’t have the marketing gobbledegook and deceit to call it the historic district. Well that was stimulating. More antique and art shops than ???? How do these places survive? What really amazes me is they’re always over staffed.

Old Town Marble Falls.

Old Town Marble Falls.

That’s our excitement over for the day.

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