Highpoint Manor Inn
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... ultimate sacrifice for freedom. We then spent some time walking along San Antonio's Riverwalk -- an absolutely beautiful network of walkways along the banks of the San Antonio River, one story beneath the streets of downtown. It is lined by restaurants, shops, bars, hotels, bridges, old staircases, and lush landscapes. I've always been interested in old Spanish missions, and there is a ...
... fluid reservoir and sure enough it was pretty empty. Bob went into the oil place to see if he had any brake fluid. He did not sell any, but he did have some DOT 3 in his car. Well, that was not going to work since the tag on the reservoir stated only DOT 5.1 to be used. Not once again, as luck would have it, there was an Auto Zone "just up the road". So we unhooked the car and Bob left to get some brake fluid and a funnel. (Another reason to tow.) He returned, ...
This morning we packed stuff in the car and then drove over to the storage place. We then loaded what we could into "G/G". We had already loaded the refrigerator on Sunday. Today it seemed to take a long time to get ready to leave and then we still had to fill the gas tank! We drove back to the Shell station at 1516 and then we hooked up the car. Next time we'll move "G/G" to the house to pack and ...
... each place. I am not real sure what my passions are or where I can best contribute going forward. I guess we can call it a mid-life crisis?
My goal for however much time I end up not working is to find my passions and use them to make new choices in my life.
To do that, I am focused on
- - Making choices that I will look back on fondly
- Enjoying ...
... the night is passing out on the main strip puking every two seconds. A cop wasn't too far behind to put me iin his car... I don't know where he was taking me but all I know is that we didn't get there because he kicked me out of the car because I had literally covered his back seat in vomit. Being too drunk is the best "get out of jail" card.
(Didn't get any photos of this night)