Tis a grand thing to spend St. Paddy’s day eating Mexican food in a town with an Italian Saint as namesake. So internationale!!! So fabu.
Yesterday, my brother, sister-in-law and I traveled to downtown San Antonio to visit the infamous River Walk. So many “irish” in their bright green t-shirts and funny hats! But only one authentic Irish Pub – Dirty Nelly’s – and it was packed. So we chose the better part, and headed for The Original, a true Mexican restaurant that fronts the green waters of the canal. We sat and sipped Margaritas and enjoyed a Mariachi band. Carol made requests and they played and sang for our entertainment. Lots of fun.
We then headed for the Alamo (did not go in… the waiting line to enter snaked around two city blocks) I bought a magnet for my fridge (my one souvenir so far) and then ended the afternoon adventure at the Tower of the World, or some such named icon… 600 feet in the air, we stepped out onto the rotating observation platform and checked out the city moving slowly below us.
That was enough. Home again, I cranked up some Eileen Ivers Celtic Tunes and we sipped scotch and enjoyed a lovely evening indoors and away from the hordes back at the River. A quiet celtic evening.
Glad you’re all having a fun time. Your quiet Celtic evening sounds taitneamhach.