I made my pilgrimage to the Alamo today. It was a series of highs and lows for me. Firstly I was the first person today to ask where the basement was! That certainly was the highlight for me. Then I went to the gift shop to buy a "There's no basement at the Alamo" t-shirt. Image my horror to discover that they do not sell one! I was sure to express my displeasure.
Afterwards, I went into a cheesy little souvenir shop to see if they had such a t-shirt. The little Asian woman working there said, "Nobody would make a t-shirt like that". Yet another disappointment!
Oh and the Alamo itself. There is really not much to see. The building is small, and there were a few artifacts inside of it, but not much else. There certainly were no animatronic Mexican women crushing maize to make tortillas. Nor was Jan Hooks a tour guide. I had forgotten some of the uses of corn, and would have appreciated hearing all of the its uses. Alas!
I did go out and purchase a copy of Pee Wee's Big Adventure so that I can watch it tonight. It will probably be more fun than actually visiting the real Alamo!