Old homes tell stories, we just have to be ready to listen.
What was once a mattress factory has been transformed into an urban farm, a solar energy business, and an artist compound for some of San Antonio’s up-and-coming innovators.
We’re a quirky bunch here in the small San Antonio historic district known as “River Road,” bounded by Hwy.
After eight years of living in a fast-paced city like San Francisco, I wanted to live in the middle of everything happening in San Antonio when I moved here in summer 2015.
When friends ask how I like living in downtown San Antonio, I let the walking do the talking, especially for tourists. On a recent Saturday, we started at Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse for mimosas.
I always joke that my tiny apartment is barely more than a treehouse with air conditioning.
According to a 2013 study, only 61% of American homeowners know their neighbors’ names.
I grew up off Nogalitos Street in a modest three-bedroom home that was nestled between taquerias and automotive repair shops.
“I live in the low hills north, looking on downtown and east of where the river runs.” This description could have been written about my neighborhood in Terrell Heights a couple hundred years ago, but you can’t really see the hills now.
When my wife Sydney and I moved to San Antonio from Austin we had no idea what to expect.