Tomball United Methodist Church
I am not sure I knew that Galveston was an island. I should have remembered as they have been devastated by floods more than once.
September 30, 2012 |
Our hotel room was not quite ready. The next decision was easy. Seafood!
Server, Cassie, took good care of us |
Mmmmm Crab pot!
And a shark attack, or two...
Hotel on the beach with a balcony view of the Gulf Coast.... And an added gift of a room rate more than half the price in the change from Saturday arrival to Sunday arrival! |
Time to get the tootsies in the Gulf while we wait for a 4 p.m. tour. The water was much warmer than the Pacific north or south. |
The holes along the beach are sea critters. I dug one up in a very small shell. I couldn't get a bigger one out, but we watched it blowing bubbles as it worked to reestablish his blow hole from below. Fun.
Surfers here, too.
I did not get the memo that Karen doesn't do wind or water. Duck Tour was next! (She was a trooper and I deleted bad hair photos.) |
On land.....
and on sea!
A quick stop at Murdock's after the Duck Tour for postcards and I spotted cousins of my roommates in Thousand Oaks, CA!
Pretty Hermit Crabs! (This one was for you, Mel!) |
Wicker bike hanging from the ceiling.... pretty cool.
A colorful rooster with an attitude.
Fun dancing!
Even the dog had a good time!
We crashed shortly after nine as, hey, we have another day in Galveston and the sun will be shinin' !
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