MCKENNA77
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THE TOY SOLDIER TRAVELER
Home Base – San Jose, CA
Destination – The Texas Toy Soldier Show – San Antonio Texas
Miles Traveled Round Trip – 3,110
Cumulative Miles Traveled = 19,798
Method of Travel for this trip – Plane
Hey dudes:
This little bit of information is nothing more than a diary log of my travels to toy soldier shows across the world this year. This year’s itinerary included(s):
The West Coaster
NY Symposium
London Show(Unscheduled Stop) - March
San Antonio Show
London Show – June
The Big Show – Chicago
FRIDAY MAY 23RD 2008
Sara KGB and I caught an early flight out of San Jose to Austin Texas. Unfortunately for us the only flights available to San Antonio required two layovers. The most efficient route was a direct flight to Austin and then rent a car for the 85 mile drive Southwest to San Antonio. Additionally, my Grandma lives near Austin in a small community called Georgetown Texas. I hadn’t seen Grandma in a while and I knew she was anxiously awaiting our arrival. My Grandma is a complete crack up and she’s never had any problems or concerns voicing her opinion. The hot topic of concern for the visit was KGB’s new tattoo of which Grandma did not approve. I busted out laughing after Grandma stated, “that’s going to be on your arm forever? That’s ridiculous.” Grandma is getting along pretty well for herself. She’ll turn 89 this year and she still lives independently and drives her own car. Yes, her driving is a bit frightening I’ll agree. After an early dinner with Grandma at the local country club golf course we got ready to head down to San Antonio. Upon getting in the car Grandma reminded me to “go out and behave yourself”. Those are words that I haven’t really listened to my whole life but on this night I probably should have.
The drive to San Antonio really wasn’t too bad. We were still able to make good time despite Friday and Memorial Day weekend traffic. After checking into the hotel we made a very short drive to downtown San Antonio’s famed River Walk area. At this point it was about 8pm and it was insanely hot out. I’m talking about 95 degrees and at least 95% humidity. I think legally I couldn’t have been more hot and uncomfortable. Now I’ve never stood at the mouth of Hell’s furnace but I can’t imagine that it’s any warmer then what I was experiencing. Additionally, I live in the San Francisco Bay Area so I have to admit that climate wise I`m totally spoiled.
After strolling along the River Walk for about an hour we decided to get some drinks. We stopped at a totally random little red door with a paper sign attached reading “jazz music inside”. The restaurant was an Italian joint called Dolores Del Rio. Thick brick walls lined the entire inside of the restaurant giving it a great cozy feel. I wouldn’t be shocked if someone told me 100 years ago they had a huge Mexican gun battle occur inside. So what else does a person do when they’re uncomfortably hot and sitting in a bar – that’s right DRINK BEER. Seems entirely logical right? In a New York minute I had downed about 7 or 8 bottles of beer as I was listening to a great 3 person jazz group. Now what’s the last thing you would expect at an Italian restaurant with a jazz band playing? You guessed it, a belly dancer. As the jazz band stopped for a break, out of nowhere appears this woman who’s as hot as the sun. She proceeded to shake her money maker better then the paint mixer at Home Depot. Being half in the bag and having all ready passed the car keys to KGB I was thoroughly enjoying myself. Before you know it I looked over to notice KGB stuffing one dollar bills in the belly dancers belt line. I thought my heterosexual head was going to burst into flames at this point. CAN LIFE GET ANY BETTER THAN RIGHT NOW? I DON’T THINK SO. The show lasted for about fifteen minutes and I completely peppered the Del Rio with some great drunk loud and lewd comments. I was deservedly getting the hard core stank eye from some of the staff members there. This is usually a good cue to make like Elvis and exit the building.
I continued stumbling down the River Walk with KGB in tow. Yes I mean literally in tow. I was sideways at this point and KGB was holding on to the back belt loop of my shorts to make sure I didn’t fall into the drink. This I’m sure is a lot more work than you think as there are large stretches of the River Walk that don’t even have handrail. We must have been an entertaining site to see. We managed to make it over to the Hyatt Hotel and we found a great jazz bar called Jim Cullum’s Landing. This was a 7 man jazz band that played some great New Orleans style jazz. You’ll have to forgive my ignorance of jazz music. I really don’t know much about it but I do enjoy listening to it. I guess this particular band has had their music played on a show broadcasted by NPR for some time now. They were by far one of the better jazz bands that I have ever seen play. KGB played the responsible one at the end of the evening and drove back to the hotel as I kept saying take me drunk I’m home.
Home Base – San Jose, CA
Destination – The Texas Toy Soldier Show – San Antonio Texas
Miles Traveled Round Trip – 3,110
Cumulative Miles Traveled = 19,798
Method of Travel for this trip – Plane
Hey dudes:
This little bit of information is nothing more than a diary log of my travels to toy soldier shows across the world this year. This year’s itinerary included(s):
The West Coaster
NY Symposium
London Show(Unscheduled Stop) - March
San Antonio Show
London Show – June
The Big Show – Chicago
FRIDAY MAY 23RD 2008
Sara KGB and I caught an early flight out of San Jose to Austin Texas. Unfortunately for us the only flights available to San Antonio required two layovers. The most efficient route was a direct flight to Austin and then rent a car for the 85 mile drive Southwest to San Antonio. Additionally, my Grandma lives near Austin in a small community called Georgetown Texas. I hadn’t seen Grandma in a while and I knew she was anxiously awaiting our arrival. My Grandma is a complete crack up and she’s never had any problems or concerns voicing her opinion. The hot topic of concern for the visit was KGB’s new tattoo of which Grandma did not approve. I busted out laughing after Grandma stated, “that’s going to be on your arm forever? That’s ridiculous.” Grandma is getting along pretty well for herself. She’ll turn 89 this year and she still lives independently and drives her own car. Yes, her driving is a bit frightening I’ll agree. After an early dinner with Grandma at the local country club golf course we got ready to head down to San Antonio. Upon getting in the car Grandma reminded me to “go out and behave yourself”. Those are words that I haven’t really listened to my whole life but on this night I probably should have.
The drive to San Antonio really wasn’t too bad. We were still able to make good time despite Friday and Memorial Day weekend traffic. After checking into the hotel we made a very short drive to downtown San Antonio’s famed River Walk area. At this point it was about 8pm and it was insanely hot out. I’m talking about 95 degrees and at least 95% humidity. I think legally I couldn’t have been more hot and uncomfortable. Now I’ve never stood at the mouth of Hell’s furnace but I can’t imagine that it’s any warmer then what I was experiencing. Additionally, I live in the San Francisco Bay Area so I have to admit that climate wise I`m totally spoiled.
After strolling along the River Walk for about an hour we decided to get some drinks. We stopped at a totally random little red door with a paper sign attached reading “jazz music inside”. The restaurant was an Italian joint called Dolores Del Rio. Thick brick walls lined the entire inside of the restaurant giving it a great cozy feel. I wouldn’t be shocked if someone told me 100 years ago they had a huge Mexican gun battle occur inside. So what else does a person do when they’re uncomfortably hot and sitting in a bar – that’s right DRINK BEER. Seems entirely logical right? In a New York minute I had downed about 7 or 8 bottles of beer as I was listening to a great 3 person jazz group. Now what’s the last thing you would expect at an Italian restaurant with a jazz band playing? You guessed it, a belly dancer. As the jazz band stopped for a break, out of nowhere appears this woman who’s as hot as the sun. She proceeded to shake her money maker better then the paint mixer at Home Depot. Being half in the bag and having all ready passed the car keys to KGB I was thoroughly enjoying myself. Before you know it I looked over to notice KGB stuffing one dollar bills in the belly dancers belt line. I thought my heterosexual head was going to burst into flames at this point. CAN LIFE GET ANY BETTER THAN RIGHT NOW? I DON’T THINK SO. The show lasted for about fifteen minutes and I completely peppered the Del Rio with some great drunk loud and lewd comments. I was deservedly getting the hard core stank eye from some of the staff members there. This is usually a good cue to make like Elvis and exit the building.
I continued stumbling down the River Walk with KGB in tow. Yes I mean literally in tow. I was sideways at this point and KGB was holding on to the back belt loop of my shorts to make sure I didn’t fall into the drink. This I’m sure is a lot more work than you think as there are large stretches of the River Walk that don’t even have handrail. We must have been an entertaining site to see. We managed to make it over to the Hyatt Hotel and we found a great jazz bar called Jim Cullum’s Landing. This was a 7 man jazz band that played some great New Orleans style jazz. You’ll have to forgive my ignorance of jazz music. I really don’t know much about it but I do enjoy listening to it. I guess this particular band has had their music played on a show broadcasted by NPR for some time now. They were by far one of the better jazz bands that I have ever seen play. KGB played the responsible one at the end of the evening and drove back to the hotel as I kept saying take me drunk I’m home.