Tom booked us a room in the Holiday Inn along the River Walk.
So first on the agenda was snagging some belated lunch.
We stepped out of the hotel lobby - which exits to the street, as opposed to the River Walk behind the hotel - looked up and down the street right and left, opted for a left turn and started down the sidewalk.
The Blanco Cafe turned out to be a cute Mexican place,
Then we ascended back up to the sidewalk,
Since it was pretty late for dinner, we decided we'd like to go for something on the light side. We both recalled - or were pretty sure we recalled - driving by a little hot dog joint on our way to the hotel and on the same street, so we decided to seek out that place.
We left the hotel and began walking in the direction towards which we remembered - or thought we remembered - passing the hot dog place.
We walked and walked, then walked some more until we were well outside of the downtown tourist area and the environs were starting to look a mite down at the heel, but we walked on in search of our hot dog joint, even though by this time we were feeling that the hot dog joint was no longer necessary, we'd take any old joint.
After about a half-hour's worth of walking we could see that we were almost at the freeway and were about to turn back when I looked down a side street and noticed a string of lights that appeared to be hung over a patio so I suggested we walk towards the lights in hopes that what I saw might turn out to be a restaurant.
As it turned out the lights were indeed hung over an eating establishment, an lovely little place called Guillermo's
As we were leaving we told our server how much we liked the place and Tom mentioned to her that we were glad we found this place instead of the hot dog place we'd been were looking for.
Our server gave him a confused look. She'd never heard of any hot-dog place around there.
To be continued...