Nope, it's not some awful clog-dancing show . . .

We’re ramblin’ today, this time from San Antonio, Texas, the seventh largest city in the US and home to some 1.3 million souls. Tomorrow we’re goin’ wheeling with some folks from Suzuki in their new Equator pickup, but for now we’re enjoying the sights and sounds of the Riverwalk, one of the city’s most recognizable landmarks.

The Riverwalk began in the 1920s as a simple reclamation project, primarily aimed at flood control along the San Antonio River that snakes through the heart of the city; in rainy years, it often overflowed its banks, and in summer, it was a fetid malarial swamp. In the late 1930s, money from the WPA helped to build the network of subterranean walkways (the whole riverwalk is below street level), bridges and catwalks that opened up the area to further development, and today it’s home to dozens of shops, restaurants and nightclubs---and an international case study in successful urban planning. And yes, they really like to party down here, so if you’ve ever tied one on along 6th Street in Austin or Bourbon Street in N’Awleans, you’d be right at home here. If you get bored here, there’s always the Alamo down the street (the story behind it is a lot more interesting than the building itself), or you can take in a Spurs game during NBA season (keep an eye out for Eva stylin' courtside if the boyz are in the plaoffs). There’s killer barbecue and Tex-mex dining, rockin’ country and Tejano music . . . well heck, we just plain ol’ like this town. Hey boss, maybe Four Wheeler needs a Texas Bureau? A lot of our readers do live here. . . .