Was that my first night without any annoying dream encounters? Or did I just not remember because Elvis and Russell Brand happened to be in it? Anyway, we packed up again to move on, but got a little waylaid watching some crazy chibi-like Teen Titans show. It was hilarious! Before heading out to our next destination we went to Boern to visit the ‘cave without a name’. It was never named because it was deemed too beautiful to go by one name. And it really was. All of the different formations were seriously mind-blowing, and the cave was unbelievably dark when our guide Damon shut the lights out. It was incredibly quiet too, though it was peaceful rather than eerie. I could have happily had a kip in there! We saw some bats and some cave frogs in there (oh, and on the drive down I nearly took out a suicidal deer!)
Apparently people have their weddings here. I totally get it.
We were then heading out to Corpus Christi after when disaster struck – my first ever flat tyre. Either American roads are seriously hardcore or their tyres just aren’t. Thankfully though the solution turned out to be really simple. We rang our assistance line and they had someone out to us and got the tyre changed within half an hour. Would never have happened that fast in England! We then had to go back to the airport in San Antonio to get the whole car swapped, since the tiny tyre they fitted was only a temporary replacement. So we had to bid farewell to crippled Elvis and his automail, and say hello to Cody – our new Hyundai Accent. It did mean that we went from a quarter of a tank to a full new one though. Win!
The moment where Elvis got crippled. Sorry for driving too hard, Elvis!
The drive to Corpus Christi was long, roughly three hours. I was definitely relieved by the time it was over, not to mention starving! We ordered in some fried chicken whilst watching John Tucker Must Die. I forgot how hot the brother is. After that we watched some of Holes and aww’ed over lickle Dulé Hill! Semi-early night, ready for the next move.
Had quite a long get ready, shower and Skype Dad before we headed out to Seaworld around midday. The first show we saw was one new to us, called Pets Ahoy. It included a variety of trained dogs, cats, ducks, rats, birds and even pigs. It was so adorable! We went for some lunch afterwards and then hit Shamu’s One Ocean show. We saw it last year but it was lovely again and we still both dug the soundtrack. We checked out the dolphin cove too and the ray and shark aquariums. Our next show was Azul, which was very similar to a dolphin show we saw last year, except this one had belugas as well! Never seen them up close before!
We grabbed some ice cream and made sure we caught the Clyde and Seymour show, since we’d missed out on it last year and couldn’t remember much from the time in 2000. Glad we did because it was hilarious! It started off with Bottoms the ‘butt-ler’, who was ace. The show itself then lasted a good while and starred two sealions and a trained otter (one of the trainers was totally cute too). We had some funny camp guys sat in front of us as well, who were playing with a bubble gun. They were probably in their thirties. I just love America over and over again.
We had a lot of time before our next Shamu show and I was dying to try out Prey. It was new and popular, so we had to queue for quite a while and listen to the drama of some teenybopper nause behind us. But when we finally got into the ‘experience’ it was epic! You basically walk through a smoky wood and creepy redneck-type huts and trailers, whilst scare models jump out at you (no idea what the real term is for them but hey, that’s what I use in my story and I like it). Kel must have had some kind of beacon saying that she hated horror stuff, because all of them bypassed me and went straight for her. None of it scared me in the slightest, but I still loved it. I was literally laughing the whole time round. I couldn’t get enough! It was the same story when we were then walking around the Scare Zone a little later – Kel kept screaming and I couldn’t stop laughing.
Finally we had Shamu’s Rockin’ Creep Show. Another orca show, following more of a horror theme. Beforehand they publicly acknowledged the military men in the audience, as Seaworld always do (and apparently San Antonio is a military city too, which explained all the uniforms we’d seen around today and yesterday). They recognised a particular colonel as well as his family, who were actually there at the time. So they then showed him walking in and seeing them for the first time since getting back from duty, right there and then on the big screen. God, it was emotional. Kel had a good blart and even I filled up.
It was a great day and to totally top it off we found Sahara on TV when we got back. The exact film I’ve been dying to watch again since we first flew out and highly regretted not putting on my iPod in preparation. Thank you, Mr. Giordino, that is me most definitely settled for the night!
Got up and got ready and packed in a very relaxed manner this morning, even though my stupid dreams still haven’t stopped. We even got to watch some South Park in between. We then got everything packed into the car and set off for San Antonio. It was just over an hour drive and I actually relaxed much more this time. Driving along the interstate is really simple, just a bit dull after a while. We were still ahead of check-in time so we went to the Japanese tea gardens first to kill some time. They were really lovely – they looked so old and authentic. There was a waterfall and several koi ponds, as well as lots of cute little paths and stone stairways.
Up for a game of Where’s Weirdo?
After checking into our hotel we headed back out to downtown San Antonio. Had a bit of a game with parking, but eventually managed to find a solution for it. We had a wander around, saw the Alamo, then went to the Rainforest Café for tea. We both had steak and chicken with garlic mash and Caribbean rice. The chicken was a bit weird, but everything else was lovely. We were also sat next to the tropical fish tank, which certainly kept us entertained. My favourite was a perpetually happy fish with goofy teeth – I genuinely laughed every time I looked at him. Kel reckoned it was like the nerdy, brace-y schoolkid fish in Finding Nemo.
We did a Walmart stop on the way home, which ended up taking longer than anticipated because Sam decided to play us up. Got some Seagrams and some more Kool-Aid though (the last six-pack didn’t even last me twenty-four hours). They also had the most awesome long Batman and Robin tees with attached capes! Sadly though they were only in kid’s sizes and Kel was sure that none would fit her. I was actually gutted – we could have been Batman and Robin on Halloween!
Came back to the room, had a few drinks, some popcorn and watched Friends and bits of Role Models. I discovered that the comedian we’d listened to in the van during the tour is actually in a show called King of Queens, which we also saw a bit of. And then to top everything else I learnt that James Roday was born, guess where? That’s right – San Antonio! Thank you for spawning a man of such comic genius and perfect hair.
My fine-finned friend – “oh my goshth, Nemo’s shwimming out to sthea!”