Absolutely fucking nothing is one of my favorite places on the planet.
I grew up in fake Mexico.
“half-decent beaches” More like the best beaches you will ever see.
Come visit me just north of the A in clay pots, i.e. where chile is chile and not chili.
I’m from just south of weird smells and east of fat people. I miss the food but not the racism. Or the weird smells.
I used to live just below the Riverwalk and just above Mexico. I miss the history of San Antonio and the food. The weather can suck it though.
