Considering the fact that I took several hundred pictures on this trip, I think it’s appropriate to break up the documentation into several posts. Otherwise this one post would be a mile long…it already is and this post only covers three of our eight days!
We flew into Austin on Saturday in the early afternoon and after picking up our rental car we drove straight to Lockhart, TX. We’ve watched enough of the travel channel to know not to skip their famous Texan BBQ. There were three famous locations to choose from — Black’s BBQ, Smitty’s Market, and Kreuz Market. As we drove in, we had a sleeping Peanut in the back seat, so we chose the first one we saw, which happened to be Black’s. Although we found out later that it was the worst of the three according to several food sites/books/critics, it did not disappoint. And by not disappoint, I mean I could have eaten their brisket all. day. long.
After eating to our hearts content, we were back on the road to San Antonio. Our first stop after checking into our hotel was the famous San Antonio Tower of the Americas. It wasn’t too far from our hotel so we decided to walk there. Despite the fact that Peanut was in his stroller for the whole walk, he was probably the hottest of all of us so he was quick to steal my delicious icee.
We took the elevator to the top, and in an effort to curb Peanut’s craziness, we went on the outside deck to let him run around. It was insanely windy up there and we got a good laugh as he tried to run against the wind with little progress. I wouldn’t have been surprised if had lifted off the ground — good thing he’s a solid little dude so his feet stayed firmly planted on the ground.
Our final day in San Antonio was just the morning, since we were heading back to Austin in the early afternoon. We checked out of our hotel after eating a delicious free hotel breakfast and headed over to the Children’s Museum. Peanut had an absolute BLAST. My favorite part was the children’s grocery store with miniature carts and shelves full of fake food, and even three different cashier isles where the kids could scan all their items.
After an hour and a half there, poor Peanut was beside himself with unhappiness when we had to leave all those fun things and head off to Austin. But I can pretty much guarantee that we will visit every good children’s museum on every future trip…cause that was maybe the funnest part of the whole weekend.
[to be continued…]