We don't call 911.

We are in Texas. Home of gun wielders and 72oz steak. More specifically we are in San Antonio, home of the Alamo, for all of you that have ever sat through that film on new years afternoon because youre still so bloated from christmas day that you cant be bothered to stand up and find the remote youre probably sat on. Having said that, its pretty cool seeing it still standing and seeing where the women and children hid and stuff- for all of those with no clue as to what im talking about, i assume Wikipedia has a good and brief synopsis for you.
Hannah has not been too well, there was a discrete projectile vomiting session just before we left albuquerque (thus, overall, new mexico was not a success..) and a bus ride from hell afterwards. We arrived in Texas, slightly worried about getting shot by hill-billies, sweaty and shell shocked and had to get a taxi to our hotel as we had forgotten to write down the address..it was 4 blocks down the road, but anyway.
For those of you wondering how a student can afford a hotel, the answer is Hotwire. i cant remember what its called in england but basically they dont tell you the name of the hotel, you just pick your destination and the proximity of the hotel to things you want to see, and its discounted cos they want to fill rooms...Anyway, were staying in Hotel Indigo, and its at least on a par with the Luxor, it has a pool and loungers and pool towels, especially and only for the pool and we both have double beds and theres even a fridge in our room and Aveda products in the bathroom! So its the perfect place for us to recoop.
On the first day we didnt do much except watch this amazing programme called 'The first 48' which follows real life cops as they try to catch murderers in the first 48 hours after a crime is committed. its the same thing that we were watching in vegas when we terrified ourselves. blatantly we are now addicted.
The second day was better, we went on the Riverwalk which is just out the back of our hotel and is really nice. Basically just a walk along the river but kinda romantic, with lots of trees and bridges and mosaics, and further on bars and restaurants and shops selling fake guns for children of all kinds. Some of my favourite things that we saw- various religious based tee-shirts, with god slogans on, like 'Called to Duty' instead of Call of Duty, and also some fairly racist bumper stickers, something along the lines of 'if you can read this, thank god for an education, also thank the military for keeping it in english' or something anti-mexican... BUT, the most golden treasure that i would have bought if it wasnt 6 dollars was a fridge magnet in the shape of texas with a plastic gun stuck to it stating 'we dont call 911'. how responsible. i suppose when youre selling miniture shot guns for kids, messages like that dont really make much difference...
We discovered an amazing restaurant called Casa Rio which has THE BEST salsa i have ever tasted. i dont even eat salsa much but honestly, this is something to write home about. hence i am. Han and i think we have devised all the ingredients, although much bribery of the waiter would not make him tell us the recipie...
Today we went to the Mercardo, a massive mexican import market with plenty of tat and treasures in equal measures. have bought some plastic mexican bunting, very useful. but cool. (sorry mum.) we also went into this cool bakery but didnt know what anything was so couldnt optimise on it. also discussed the difficulties of buying gifts when you have to carry them around for a month. so for some of you lucky readers, i might just write down a description of what i would have bought you and you can make do with that. This afternoon we lay by the pool and tried very hard to get rid of our stupid tourist tan- think short marks, and shoe marks...very sexy. and then we went for mega mexican at our fave little riverwalk food place. Then drank premium marguritas. Thank god were feeling better!!!
Heading to New Orleans tomorrow night, much looking forward to that now were back on form.

Peace out.