I’m not used to taking a trip that isn’t connected to either a work conference, writing conference, school program, or visiting family. It’s a nice change of pace. My mom, sisters, and I arrived in San Antonio late yesterday. It’s such a treat to be together as a group, including with my sister from San Diego.
We toured the Alamo this morning and took a cruise on the River Walk this afternoon. I’ve been trying to take diligent notes for story setting ideas, but of course my pen died halfway through the cruise. That didn’t stop the tour guide from asking me when we disembarked why I was doing so much writing on the boat ride. Don’t worry, I also took in a lot of the sights. It’s lovely here.
Tonight, we’re going on a ghost tour. I enjoyed the one in New Orleans so much, I suggested it to the group here, and they agreed. More to come.