I don’t think I mentioned it previously, but Bart’s parents and Andrew came to visit this last weekend for a few days. They’d last come down almost exactly two years ago for Thanksgiving, so we did some different things this time around and had a delightful time.
We spent nearly all day last Saturday in San Antonio.
There was the Alamo, of course.
And there was a special exhibit of World War One posters (Bart’s dad teaches a class on WWI in London, which both Bart and I took). So that was fantastic. (Also, I’m pretty sure I need a little art gallery in my house).
And there is a stunning Chihuly chandelier hanging over the main section of the library. If that’s not amazing, I don’t know what is. Although, they probably had to fire three or four full-time librarians to afford it.
It was a lovely trip, and we were sorry to see them go. Fortunately, we had a nice Indian lunch at the Clay Pit, which made the departure a bit easier to stomach.