I stepped off the plane and into a high lonestar sun, my boots shiny and new and Texas on my mind. The River City was laid out before me, and I was ready to experience all she had to offer. Light shimmered on the water of the San Antonio River like a handful of rodeo buckles tossed into the sky. I was eager to suss out curious local restaurants, secrets, and tall Texas tales. I came home understanding the true meaning of southern hospitality.