Daytrippin'

On AOL this morning there was a localized blurb on my welcome menu that touted great daytrips to take in and around San Antonio.
San Antonio is the tourism mecca for Texas, so I expected to find several great getaways.
Nope. They mentioned the toilet seat museum in Alamo Heights, a fancy suburb here in town. Then they mentioned Seguin, Texas, home of the second largest pecan in the world.
I have driven by the "museum". It's in an old geezer's garage, plastered with decorated toilet seats. I have never actually stopped to view his treasures.
The pecan I have seen. It's a big cement pecan, about the size of a prize hog at the county fair. Nothing to travel to see, that's for sure.
I take tourists to a grocery store near the toilet museum called Central Market. They are so specialized they sell baby corn, like you get in Chinese food, still in the shuck. They have an entire aisle of hot sauces, candy bars from England, and sodas from Central America. Now that's a tourist attraction.
On the way to Seguin, there's a windowless shack painted red with a crudely lettered sign that says, "HOT FISH." That's a place that would likely be better than seeing the world's second biggest pecan.