We spent Thanksgiving at Thousand Trails Medina Lake which is about an hour west of San Antonio.  The campground was nothing fancy with gravel sites, but it was quiet and peaceful and we enjoyed seeing the abundance of deer who had little fear of humans and would come very close.  

The campground provided a very nice Thanksgiving meal and it was fun to spend time with fellow RVers, exchanging stories, ideas and tips.  This time of year many of the RVers we meet are full time, or at least full time half of the year.  We met people who have been full timers for 7+ years and they are an inspiration to us as they describe their adventures and all the wonderful places they have been.  We have also been impressed with some of the solo RVers, including several women.

Friday we drove into San Antonio.  It seemed small and quaint after visiting Dallas and Houston, and I enjoyed the lack of traffic and the ease with which we were able to get around the city.  We visited the Alamo where we had to wait in line which wasn’t a surprise on this holiday weekend.  

While waiting we enjoyed a view of the city Christmas tree and live music.  They do not allow any photography inside the Alamo Shrine which was just as well since the lighting inside is very dim and not conducive to good photography.  It was interesting to read about the history of the Alamo since that is not something covered extensively in American history.  We spent some time walking around the grounds of the Alamo compound.  We didn’t see a lot of flowers, but plenty of cactus!  

Next we walked along the famous Riverwalk.  Near one of the entrances we found a band of fireman called “Backdraft” and we spent a few minutes listening to them and watching people dance to the music, including Sparky.  The band was very good!

The Riverwalk is a lovely area.  I am sure it is beautiful at night with the lights, but with the wind picking up, the temperature dropping, and the hour drive, we decided to head back home.  One thing we discovered early on in this adventure is that wherever the RV is parked is home to us.  We jokingly say if we don’t like the neighbors or the neighborhood, or we want to see something new or do something different, we just move!  Nice!