Kevin's mom is a member of the Woman's Club of San Antonio, and before we left she wanted to take us by to show us this interior of beautiful building. The Woman's Club has been here in the Woodward House since 1926.
This 2 1/2-story Neo-Classical revival home was designed in 1904–1905 by architect Atlee Ayers for San Antonio business man David J. Woodward (1864–1925) and his wife May Bock Woodward (1866–1942). The Woodward couple flipped twenty-three homes during their married life. David built the houses, and May decorated them. Each property would eventually be sold for profit when the couple moved upward to a more expensive residence. After David Woodward died, his wife sold the house at 1717 San Pedro in 1926 to the Woman's Club for $47,000. The first floor of the house has the interior parlor, library with fireplace, butler's pantry, office, kitchen, powder room and dining room. When Ayres designed the house, the second floor served as living quarters with five bedrooms, bath and sitting room. The Woodwards intended the top floor to be a ballroom and had it designed with window box seats. [Wikipedia]
The inside is filled with period-appropriate furniture and what looked like some of the original light fixtures.
Most of the ceilings that aren't wood are decorated with painted murals:
Gorgeous light fixtures throughout:
Portraits of past presidents:
Wooden columns:
Cool mirror on brick by the back door:
Pretty pink walls, drapes, and chaise:
After visiting this historic home, we made one more stop by Guajillo's for some more tacos (just as fabulous the second time) and then headed home to Portland (with a stop and quick plane change in Phoenix). As we taxied up to the gate in Portland just before 11pm, we were informed that the emergency slide at the front door had partially deployed and was now stuck and that we were going to need to wait for them to unstick it. (Sliiiiiiiide!)
After about 20 or 30 minutes, they brought a rolling stairway to the back door and we exited through the back door, walked over to another staircase back up to the jetway, past the front door and into the terminal. We got to see the partially deployed slide and it was not nearly as exciting as we'd imagined it would be:
Oops.
Now we're home getting the house ready for holiday guests (guests we hope to take up for some San Juan Island boating between Christmas and New Year's!)
