This past Friday we decided to drive down to Galveston. Because Greg is working a co-op position, he does not have vacation days. Also because he is in summer school, we had to wait until a weekend where he wasn't swamped with homework. I packed up the car, and then the boys and I met Greg at his company when he finished work, and we left from there. We arrived in Galveston around 8:30 pm. We stayed in a Condo on Seawall BLVD. It was nice to have a kitchen because, unfortunately, Matthew will not eat at restaurants at all (travel is becoming increasingly hard for us because of this) so I was able to cook for him. We could see the gulf from our balcony as well. I love Galveston, it's by far my favorite place in Texas, if it wasn't for hurricanes, I would consider living there. (Those are big words for a girl who wants to move to the east coast.) You have Seawall Blvd, then you have the Mansions mixed in with rundown row houses. And they have so much history for such a little island, which I think is really the draw for me. Anyway, we spent Saturday morning playing at the beach. Only Greg got stung by a jellyfish this time. Poor guy, I think he gets stung every time we go to the gulf. And of course, since having kids, I can't go on a trip without having to find a store to buy something we forgot to pack. That afternoon we went over to see the tall ship Elissa. You can see signs of Hurricane Ike pretty much everywhere, it's sad to see some of the pretty houses still boarded up. Some of the hotels are still closed down. One store in the historic district had a line across the wall showing how high the water rose. That evening, we rented a surry, a four wheel bicycle cart type thing, and rode down Seawall Blvd. That was a lot of fun. The boys thought it was great. Too bad, I didn't have the camera with me. Sunday, we packed up and headed for home. Sadly, it really was too short, there were a lot of things I would have liked to do, but we worked with what we had. I shot a picture of the giant Sam Houston statue along I 45 in Huntsville, and we also found a cool abandoned house when we stopped in Fairfield, TX. I love buildings like that.
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