The Alamo Inn Apartments are in a relatively gritty neighborhood - to the north a busy highway, railroad and a car wash with ongoing Tejano music. On the other side of the alley to the east is a small sheet metal manufacturer. To the east is a large city park. To the south on the other side of the innkeepers large private yard is a rather sketchy blue-collar residential neighborhood with a full complement of barking dogs. Certainly not plush housing, but all the people seem friendly and over the years I have adjusted to the noises except for the train whistle once or twice a day.
The inner courtyard that we overlook is another story. I think it is quite pleasant with a mixture of butterfly-centric flowers.