This blog is named, in part, after a city, not a memorial. San Antonio is known as Alamo City for its most famous and first of five Spanish missions, and San Antonio is where I have resided since 2010.
It is my favorite place I have lived, and despite what heat and tension rise with a city’s population, it is still the friendliest place I have lived.
Both of my children were born here. My wife and her dad enjoy living here. The experiences that completed Bart2.0 and began Bart3.0 all happened here.
It is the most Mexican – in the sense of culture and pace – of all major U.S. cities. It is filled with retired military folks, too.
It has the loveliest clouds and one of our country’s finest small art museums. Its largest department by both budget and headcount is Parks & Recreation, and it has many, many parks.
It had a historic boxing gym downtown but that has been replaced by a magnificent new building (that sort of resembles a chess piece). Anyway, it was a 2007 boxing match at Alamodome that introduced me to San Antonio.
Admittedly, its food is generally subpar, with one extraordinary exception.
Visitors enjoy the River Walk, and there’s nothing wrong with that. My first six years in Alamo City were spent in an apartment a block from the River Walk, above a baroque theatre with one of North America’s largest stuffed-bird collections. It remains my favorite residence yet.
When it came time to choose a URL for this blog I wanted to include this city somehow because, wherever life takes me next, the decision to begin this coaching pathway – and all the experiences that formed the pathway that led to the decision – happened here in San Antonio.