Duck and San Antonio, June 2008 

Kathy and I spent a week vistiting Duck, NC where Katie and Tim have a beach house, then I went to San Antonio to do supertitles for three performances of Tosca with San Antonio Opera. Here are pix from both trips.

First, heris a front view of the Clement's beach house, with Kathy posing on the steps:

Katie unloading her luggage:

Katie and Kathy in the kitchen:

Nick and Zach enjoying themselves:


Zach at the pool:

Between Duck and San Antonio, our granddaughter
Sarah Whitten came to town for the Tech tennis camp.
She of course had to rest up before the camp began:

The rest of the pix are from San Anonio. By the way, the average temperature while I was there was 97 F.

My hotel, the Fairmount, is on the national registry of historic buildings:

Right across the street was the Hemisfair Park, with a tower which, they say, was copied by Seattle; San Antonio's was first:

As lovely as the park was, it was too hot to enjoy it, but it was a short walk through the park to the auditorium where the opera was held.

The opera company provided entertainment prior to the curtain, and at intermissions:

They also raffled off a motorcycle:

On the way to the auditorium, I walked through a museum with statues of famous Texans, a sort of Hall of Fame. Here are a few of the statues. First Babe Didrikson Zaharias, arguably the greatest female athlete of all time. (She won two gold medals and one silver in the 1932 Olympics in L.A. and then went on to become the number one golfer of the LPGA. Sadly, she died of colon cancer at age 45.)

Here is LBJ:

Scott Joplin, the inventor of the musical style called "rag.":

And another president, Dwight D. Eisenhower (Ike was born in Texas, but raised in Kansas).

Astronaut Ed White, the first American to walk in space. He died at age 37 in the Apollo 204 fire at Cape Kennedy:

And, of course, Sam Houston, first president of the Republic of Texas and founder of the well known engineering school S.H.I.T. (aka Sam Houston Inst. of Technology):

My hotel was a short distance from the riverwalk which more or less trisects the downtown area of San Antonio. Several pix follow:

It was also a stone's throw from the Alamo, which I visited briefly in all that heat. Just across the street from the Alamo, the roads had been blocked off and a rodeo was in progress, believe it or not:

The Rodeo:

It was as Saturday afternoon when I went to the Alamo, and on the way back to the hotel I encountered a bride and groom posing for pictures, in all that heat:

Well, I'm going back to San Antonio the last week in Sept. for Carmen and then over Thanksgiving Kathy and I are going back for Cavalleria Rusticana with Andrea Bocelli, no less! Stay tuned.