Tucson, AZ ~ Part 5

No matter how ready this tanned and weathered trio of weary travelers is to come home, seems as though the road to Minnesota is cluttered with snow storms, blizzards and tornados.

At this point the road to SoCal seems much more appealing.

But first, one night in Tucson...

Is this guy following us?

His name is Felix...

...he promised the Lord he would dedicate his life to Jesus if he made it out of WWI alive...


We had our Last Supper in Arizona at an Italian restaurant...

...where Mike found a giant bottle of the good kind of wine...

The Red kind.
BUT, if you know Mike, like I know Mike, you would know that he prefers his booze in the miniature fashion...

5 1/2 hours to San Diego...

....or are we following him?

San Antonio, TX ~ part 2

San Antonio is the 2nd largest city in Texas, but it feels like a small town. Every morning waiting outside our rv for Lucky was a family of ducks. They have come to rely on him for breakfast.

He is their leader...

This cafe really was the tops, but if you ask me, the Mexican food in this town is the real ace in the hole.

San Antonio's most famous attraction is the Alamo. No matter how hard we looked, we just could never find the basement...

"Can ya'll say, adobe?"

The Buckhorn Saloon and Museum is a whirlwind of great amusement...

They have been collecting everything from deer antlers to mounted exotic wild game since 1881. If a hunter brings in a little something, there's a free shot of whiskey in it for him...

The amount of dead animals hanging is epic. This isn't even the half of it.

The best part of this museum is that you can walk through with a beer.

...then there were the dioramas, who doesn't like a good diorama?

This rather large mosaic candle depicts the Virgin Mary in all her glory...

The city is painted full of colorful murals...

...that's one hot tamale!

Noble Savage, the Big Chief. The Native American Muffler Man standing over the Red McComb car dealership...

...and a man made out of mufflers...

Historic Market Square is "the biggest Mexican market outside Mexico".

Lucky was serenaded over lunch...

...and brought home a new toy...

San Antonio also has a number of old missions. We walked through The Mission of San Juan Capistrano...

Mission Espada...

...and a dry field of straw...