Riding the ferry.
Watched as 3 beautiful gray and white sea gulls appeared to be racing
along side just above the water. From
the corner of my eye, I saw something black.
Started watching a little more closely just to be sure. There was a big, chunky, sleek, black
fella. Yep. I saw my first dolphin this spring. What a delight.
Had a déjà vu kind
of day in Galveston. My bff (a friend I
made while sitting on a park bench in downtown Galveston right after Hurricane
Ike) and I visited the Farmer’s Market at the corner of 25th and Church
Street and tasted anise cookies (yuk), homemade mild salsa, and kombucha tea for
the first time. (Googled the tea when I
got home—I think if I had known how it was made with live bacteria at the time
of tasting, it may have ended up on the ground.) We also enjoyed the free music performed by a local guitarist. We took a short drive to Star Drug on 23rd
for a wonderful Island Omelet and a couple cups of joe.
Then the walking
of downtown began. I have always called
this area of Gtown my mini Manhattan because of all the restaurants, coffee shops,
galleries, museums, and free outdoor entertainment. We sat at Nestle Toll House Shop to people
watch. A Carnival Cruise ship was
docked, loading new passengers. Children
and parents were playing outdoor chess at Sangerfest Park. Once a month Sangerfest has an outdoor movie
in the evenings and/or crafters and artists selling their wonderful
creations. Sometimes there are local
musicians entertaining the tourists and locals alike with children dancing ,
inviting adults to share in their imaginings.
We sat for hours enjoying the sunny weather, the people, the
architecture of the 1800’s on the multistoried restored buildings, sharing
memories of our many other walks around downtown.
Around two, we
headed to The Black Pearl for lunch, boiled shrimp and a crawfish poboy, New
Orleans style on a mini French loaf.
Then our walking resumed. We
visited a haunted house, Dr. Mayfield’s Morgue set up after the 1900 storm. We visited with strangers. I think we terrified the Houstonian tourist
with our talkative friendlieness. She
took off running! We visited with a
glass blower who was demonstrating how he created his glass crosses to passer-
by. We returned to Black Pearl around
five and enjoyed dessert, a bread pudding with a chocolate sauce over the top
and soaked in a bourbon cream sauce.
This was one of the best we had ever tasted.
Flip flops were not the right shoes for this day long
trek. I recommend a good pair of walking
shoes. There were uneven red stone
paved streets, concrete curbs, a bit of
grass with rocks. However, it was a
great adventure and great fun and my first visit in about three years!
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