Exploring Downtown San Antonio

I did not realize how much I enjoy being in a metropolitan area until I went to Atlanta for a work trip. I know you are probably confused right now because the post title says "San Antonio," but bear with me.

I grew up in what is considered a metropolitan area. I left when I was 17 years old and rarely went back and when I did visit, it was to see family. I thought I wanted to live some quiet life out in the middle of nowhere. I mostly did live in the middle of nowhere after I left or those places seemed in the middle of nowhere to me-then Atlanta happened. I felt this excitement and a feeling of "home." I looked for work there briefly, but sadly gave up, wondering if the city life was even for me.

Then I decided to move to the "San Antonio area"-basically anywhere near San Antonio because that is where I had a temporary free place to crash while I looked for employment in "MilCity, USA"-where I thought for sure I would find my near perfect career and still be around my beloved military and veteran community. I thought to myself "I can still live in the middle of nowhere. They have a lot of middle of nowhere around San Antonio."

However, I think after my day of exploring just a little of downtown San Antonio, I am going to want to live closer to the city center. Take a look at some pictures of my adventure I went on with my niece.

I have had a carriage ride on my bucket list since we went to a musical just a few weeks into our stay here. At night these things are lit up and some of the horses even have glitter and unicorn horns. My children have no interest in the ride, so I will probably be going solo, but its going to be AWESOME!

I would have to say my favorite part of any downtown area is the architecture. The old blended with the new creates this beautiful city-scape.

My second favorite part would be the murals. Most downtown areas have murals or really good street graffiti. I am not talking about the ugly tagging, although that seems to have a familiar place in my heart. I am talking about the beautifully thought out art that is legally or illegally painted on ugly boring structures.

Lastly, I love the beautiful pockets of nature amidst the towering buildings, asphalt streets, and concrete walkways.

It is especially interesting to me when I see edible plants in industrial containers randomly or maybe not so randomly placed in an industrial area.

Where do you feel at home?

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