Okay, so Tyler was gone for two weeks and I decided to fly out to San Antonio to see him. First of all, after I landed and caught a cab to the hotel, the hotel couldn't find my name. I called Tyler a million times and his boss called me back. Wrong hotel. After walking with my luggage to a new hotel, I tried to find a hotel card for my room there. I begged the kid to just give me the key to the room number which he hesitantly did. I get up to the room and....wrong room number. After multiple phone calls again, Tyler's boss told me the correct room number. The new girl at the desk refused to give me my room key because Tyler gave the key and said this is for my wife. No name. Therefore, with no identification to link me to the room, I ended up shopping for four hours. By the time Tyler got done working that night, I was so infuriated that I couldn't care less whether I saw him or not. My feet were killing me, my back ached, and I had been too angry to buy anything. C'est la vie. Well, the next day was better. I went to the gym, caught some rays, went shopping, and went to an Imax movie...all by myself. That night we went to the Alamo and it was awesome. I hope that someday I'll go back to San Antonio, however, I doubt that I'll ever have the desire to meet Tyler at work again. Love to all! This statue had all of the names of those who had died during the siege. It was huge! Also, there was amazing stone carvings done at the base. Inside the walls of this fortress there was a huge garden and amazingly well kept buildings that truly had a historical feel. This tree inside the gate was huge! Its' branches covered the expanse of almost the entire courtyard!