I am in Galveston, Texas, where it’s warmer than it is at home and there is an ocean – well, okay, the Gulf of Mexico, but it looks, sounds, and feels like the ocean, so that makes it an ocean in my mind. Several months ago, a friend from way back when our kids were little and I decided to meet in a southern location, kind of in the middle of where each of us live – me in Oregon, she in New York State – so we settled on Galveston. Her daughter, who is no longer 4 years old, joined us and is doing a great job of tour planning and driving us around each day.
First, was getting here. Train, plane, automobile. Monday, Train through snowy mountains
Tuesday, Plane over the Great Salt Lake at sunrise
And over more snowy mountains
Driving through Houston in the rain
Perfect! Our welcome table
Our living area
And of course, we have a lovely bath and two bedrooms, but those are private areas. Also very special is our view from the front window and the balcony
We’re going to unpack now and relax before we go out to the grocery store to pick up some evening snacking foods and wine, of course. Oh yes! Also coffee and breakfast foods.