After breakfast, we walked over to the King William Historical area. Prominent German merchants settled in this area during the late 1800's and the early 1900's. The architectural designs are breath-taking. As you walk through the 25 blocks, you notice homes built of native limestone; neoclassical structure; carriage homes; one story homes; 2 story homes; colonial homes and other styles.
As we walked back to our car, we passed through the grounds of the Guenther House and people were standing in line and waiting for at least an hour and a half to get a table.
We headed back down Alamo Street into downtown San Antonio to go to the Briscoe Western Art Museum. The Museum is housed in San Antonio's original 1930's central library. The building has been restored to house the beautiful Western paintings, sculptures, photography and crafted artifacts.
Of course, after all that walking and sightseeing, it was time to eat again. We all agreed on Mexican Food at Casa Rio.
As I roamed through the King Williams Historic District and I was "oohing and aahing" over the homes, it came to mind that all these homes were different. They were different from the sizes(small, medium, large); different colors; some were limestone or wood; the roofs were different styles and colors; and the banisters and columns(some had them and some didn't).
I began to think these homes are not cookie cutters home. They are not like the typical homes that you find in the suburbs now days, all the same size; same front porch; same floor plan, etc.
My question is: why as human beings, do we want to be like other people? Why do want to have the same hairstyle; carry the same handbag; wear the same outfit; drive the same car, etc?
I was "oohing and aahing" over these homes and how different they all were. The next time I want to get something because someone else did, I am going to stop and think, is that "really the right style for me"? We are all created different. Let's be that person that God designed and not the person that everyone else is.