Posted: under Weather Galvez.
And I just found out!
That’s because it was only this evening that I returned home from a trip to the northeast corner of Oklahoma, for a great family visit and a sweet send-off for my Peace-Corps-bound nephew, Jared. But that’s another story well worth a read…
On the last limping leg of my journey home tonight, just after dusk, I slipped quietly back onto the island via I-45 as it mellows into Broadway, hooked a quick right onto 61st street, and headed straight for the seawall for a little heavenly saltspray and a nice Gulf breeze. Read the rest of this entry »
Aug 31 2009
Posted: under Weather Galvez.
Once again, it’s that time of year…
Although technically hurricane season begins June 1st and doesn’t officially end until November 30th, for the little barrier island called Galveston, the middle of August through the middle of September is historically the most dangerous window.
I’m a newcomer here, although a lifelong friend of this vulnerable little sandbar. As a recent transplant, I’m still unpacking boxes, figuring out where things should go, changing my driver’s license, opening bank accounts, settling in.
And yet, storm season—high season for storms, in fact—is upon us. Gad, I’m not ready! Read the rest of this entry »
Aug 20 2009
Posted: under All Else Galvez.
Jeepers takin' a break, as usual
Getting moved in, slowly. But guess who’s not helping unpack.
Hint: He’s a little (actually, big!) black boy from the Pacific Northwest.
Still, with a choice new job offer in the works and another offer, although not remotely choice, on Root, life is good…and getting better!
Aug 14 2009
Posted: under Eat Out Galvez.
So me and my new good buddy Cindy (yes, Mrs. Rune, I know I should say “my new good buddy Cindy and I” but that just doesn’t work in Texas) met up this afternoon for a little long-overdue social interaction, not to mention a delightful island repast. Great time!
Having opted to blow off a previously scheduled engagement (I won’t tell tales out of school, dear friend), Cindy texted me from the Tiki Bar at The Spot on Seawall Boulevard to come down and meet her for a beer.
The Spot must be the quintessential Galveston Island hangout so no arm-twisting was required. Read the rest of this entry »
Aug 11 2009
