That’s the phrase I used two days into my four-day vacation in San Antonio. If I were a bit sharper, I would have realized that’s what I was getting into before I even got onto the plane, or even before I booked the flight. On the other hand, Nad knew exactly what she was doing. I’m not complaining, mind you. We had a great deal of fun, and I’d do it again without thinking twice.

I’m thinking of anecdotes that I can relate, but most of it is a little too NC-17 for this site, which I try to keep firmly in the PG-13 realm.

Instead, I’ll tell you that Texas is hot. By hot, I mean HOT. Muggy too. It was nasty all the time. We drove a Hyundai Sonata (2006, I think) with the A/C blasting at all times, and we both believe that it is a viable alternative to a Honda Accord or Toyota Camry. It even looks sharp too. Lots of leg room, and enough pep to speed past the slow pokes on I35 (or any other road you happen to be on).

We saw Superman Returns. If you liked Superman I and II, or just like comic book movies in general, do yourself a favor and watch this movie. We watched it in an interesting theater where they served you dinner 15 minutes before the movie started. Stuff like pizza and burgers. There were bar-style stands in front of all the seats where you could keep your dinner and drinks. In the third act of the movie, the waiters would return to deliver the check. It was an interesting experience. My only complaint was that the seats did not recline.

I’ve got more to talk about. I’ll post again a bit later.