San Antonio’s famed Riverwalk is below street level, which adds some interest to walking around. If you get really lucky, you can see the street-level entrance to a bar or restaurant and at the same time spot the river-level back stairs where last night’s trash awaits collection.

In this case, I was looking at the back stairs to Dick’s Last Resort while standing next to the street-level doorway; a little bit later that same morning, when I was on the river, a man setting up tables for Dick’s L. R. called my attention to cat that was stalking a couple of ducks*. That was a nice bit of coincidental symmetry.

San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.18.2022

*The ducks escaped a feline-induced end when the cat ran away. In case you were worried.

I will always look down an alley. And I will generally photograph it, especially if there happens to be a cooperative bird in the vicinity.

San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.18.2022

Our conference hotel brands itself as “historic,” which from what we could tell meant it was really run-down and outdated and had weird sticky carpet and windows that hadn’t been washed in a while. So if those things make a place historic, this place was definitely full of “history.”

San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.18.2022