A few months back, I decided that since I’m going to hit half a century this November, one of the things I want to do to celebrate is take a trip someplace. I wanted to go someplace I’ve never been to before, that isn’t horribly hot or bitterly cold. I came up with San Antonio. When I shared this with family & friends, the response was always, “Why?’
Now this wasn’t a “why” as in, “Oh, that sounds like a fun trip but what made you pick San Antonio.” No, it was, “Why on earth would you want to go there? What’s in San Antonio besides the Alamo.”
This comes from a family that went on vacation in Cape Cod every single summer for something like 25+ years. How could we abandon tradition? How would we survive a vacation that doesn’t include getting stung by jellyfish, peering across the bay at the Kennedy compound, seeing shows at the Melody Tent, and getting lost in traffic circles?
I then am forced to rattle off a list of all the things there are to do in San Antonio and how everyone I know who has ever gone there has loved it. It seems like most people are creatures of habit and like going to familiar places. I, on the other hand, like living on the wild side. Yeah, I’m gonna go someplace that is so far, we can’t even get a direct flight from NY. How’s that for living it up?
Yesterday, however, I got a huge shock. As I was driving Dave to the LIRR, I told him about the San Antonio plans. He did not respond with the usual “why?” Instead, he said it’s a fun place and that he’ll give us the names of some good Mexican restaurants. What was this? Someone wasn’t questioning my choice??
So, who has some vacation time coming up next month & feels like taking a little trip to Texas?
My only question is why not make it Dallas and visit Peg?
Because there ain’t no Riverwalk in Dallas. Peggy knows where to find me.
Hey, I also have heard it’s a really fun place; one of my co-workers and her husband went for a long weekend a couple of years ago, and have even gone back! People always think I’m a little strange, too, because I’m obsessed with seeing Coney Island. I can’t help it. Since I read “It Happened In Brooklyn” I just have to see it. And, besides, why do I have a sneaking suspicion that you will have fun wherever you go…
If you plan on seeing Coney Island as it was for like 100+ years, you better get here fast. Someone (you can tell I pay close attention to the news) bought Astroland, which is where the Cyclone is, the Wonderwheel and the old rides. Not sure what the exact plans are but I have a feeling a lot of stuff is gonna go.