The night in Galveston was not as peaceful as the other nights we had spent during our trip. As we said in our previous post, we had encountered “Oregon” weather along the way, but what we received Friday night was a little more intense. The wind started kicking up about 10:00 PM and brought in about 2 hours worth of torrential rainfall. I don’t believe I have ever seen or heard that heavy of a rainfall. In the two hours it continued we must have received 3 inches of rainfall and made me happy that we were on the third floor. This was no “wee soft Scottish rain”, as William Wallace said in Braveheart. The amusing thing was that my wife slept through the whole thing. That is also the good thing, since she had been up during our last night in San Antonio with insomnia.
We got a chance to sleep in a little bit this morning since we “only” had 460 miles to go. The only real sense of urgency we had was to make the 10:30 deadline at the Golden Arches for breakfast. After all, on the road you still have to keep your priorities straight.
We could not leave town without driving around once more and just look at the buildings
in this town. There is a mix of the old and the new, with old Victorian style homes, as well as the antebellum style Plantation homes. There also is a street called The Strand where next weekend they will have a Mardi Gras parade. I am so glad we got there a week early. 
We got a chance to sleep in a little bit this morning since we “only” had 460 miles to go. The only real sense of urgency we had was to make the 10:30 deadline at the Golden Arches for breakfast. After all, on the road you still have to keep your priorities straight.
We could not leave town without driving around once more and just look at the buildingsin this town. There is a mix of the old and the new, with old Victorian style homes, as well as the antebellum style Plantation homes. There also is a street called The Strand where next weekend they will have a Mardi Gras parade. I am so glad we got there a week early. To leave Galveston you have two choices. One is to return to Houston and steer toward your destination. The other is the Port Bolivar ferry. We chose the latter. 
This ride is a 20 minute ride to Port Bolivar on the peninsula NE of Galveston, over Galveston Bay. A note here, we did not choose the route, but the navigator did. We were not disappointed to miss bumper to bumper traffic through the road construction in Houston. This ride takes you through low-country that has a good share of the houses built on stilt foundations.
Since this is the Gulf, they have some inclement weather that blows in now and then, and when the tide surges over the seawalls they are somewhat prepared. Again we got to see the back roads of Texas and the different ways that people cope with their environments.
This ride is a 20 minute ride to Port Bolivar on the peninsula NE of Galveston, over Galveston Bay. A note here, we did not choose the route, but the navigator did. We were not disappointed to miss bumper to bumper traffic through the road construction in Houston. This ride takes you through low-country that has a good share of the houses built on stilt foundations.Since this is the Gulf, they have some inclement weather that blows in now and then, and when the tide surges over the seawalls they are somewhat prepared. Again we got to see the back roads of Texas and the different ways that people cope with their environments.
No comments:
Post a Comment