Today we headed into downtown San Antonio to a visit an old favourite of ours the Central Market, as well as all the usual vendors there are a couple of very good Mexican restaurants in that area and we thought we should have a little lunch today. But before that I had to pry Brenda away from all these flip-flops. Luckily she was not in a flip-flop mood or we would have been looking for a bigger rig.
We decided on La Margarita as the restaurant of choice and then went all out and had the family style Fajita’s for our meal. The food was excellent and the service was as well. These entertainers were working just off the patio selling their CD’s and some flutes as well, so we got to enjoy the sounds of Mexico as we dined.
After lunch and much to my surprise Brenda opted out of browsing through the rest of the market, guess I am not a good shopping companion or something, so we headed back to the truck and wandered our way down to a couple of the San Antonio Missions to have a look around.
The first one we visited was the Mission Concepcion which is still an active parish in the Catholic Archdiocese here in San Antonio, as are 4 of the original five missions. The fifth, and oldest of them, the Mission San Antonio de Valero serves another purpose and is cared for my the Daughters of the Republic of Texas. It is commonly called the Alamo and is probably the most visited.
Mission Concepcion which is pictured below is over 250 years old and still has it’s original roof and walls although some of the colourful frescoes are a little faded with time.
The other Mission we visited was the Mission San Jose and although we stopped there and watched an excellent video about the Mission history we didn’t tour the facility as Brenda’s knee was getting a little sore.
Which brings me to the knee story. We sent the results of the MRI off to her doc in Calgary and got a call later in the day from her to interpret all the medical jargon into plain English. It appears that there is bone rubbing bone and the cartilage is GONE in that joint and in a nutshell there is not much that can be done to fix it. She is talking some physiotherapy and maybe some other things but the best thing for it is to rest it. THAT is probably not going to happen, Brenda is a little young to be spending the rest of her life sitting watching the world go by, besides she just isn’t built that way. She asked about knee replacement, and although that is the only real solution, there is a reluctance to put a replacement knee in a person so young. They like you to be a lot older and less active before they do that. Doesn’t make a lot of sense to me but I am sure that between Brenda and the specialist they will come up with a solution that will be workable. My bet is a new knee.
This morning we are off to stock up for New Years Day dinner and I am sure at some point I will be revelling my readers with pictures and a description of that feast. Or maybe I should just take Brenda to Sam’s for a Hot Dog.
Happy New Year to all