That Gruesome San Antonio Smile
4 min readApr 10, 2018
I don’t know how I got there, other than that is started with beer.
However it happened, there I was at about 2 am, standing at a bus stop in San Antonio with two guys I’d drunkenly met a few hours earlier.
One of them was a visitor to the city, like me. He was from Seattle (I only remember this because it came into play later). A bit on the shorter side with big ol’ shoulders —…