Galveston

With Claire being off at college most of the year and working a summer job at home, plus Molly being busy with cheer stuff, it’s been hard find a time we can all take a trip together. But after scouring the calendar, we finally found a few days that work.

And we make a road trip to good ol’ Galveston, my personal favorite nostalgic childhood beach town, and where we last went two years ago.

We’ve stayed in a few types of places in Galveston over the years:

A historic bungalow in town – good town access, no beach access
A beach house with a lazy river and a giant pool way out on far end of the island – good beach access, no town access
A condo with a giant pool closer in, but separated from the beach by Seawall Boulevard – decent town access and annoying beach access
Plus a variety of day trips from Houston back in the way

With all that experience behind us, I finally decided to get it right this time and get a spacious condo close to town with a giant pool and a lazy river and direct beach access with no Seawall Boulevard in the way. 👌

Did I mention it was for perfect for swimming in the morning and shaded by later afternoon? The nights out there were gorgeous too.

Once we had our perfect castle, it was time to play. The lazy river was amazing. Moly saids she would be out there three hours every morning if she lived there. I actively considered buying our condo. 😆

The beach was soft and sandy, and the water was the perfect temperature. I didn’t get many beach pics because I generally left my phone in the condo. 😊

During the steamy, sunny, tropical afternoons, we retreated inside and played Hey, That’s My Fish!, played guitar, napped, or watched LA Confidential. We also gorged on key lime pie.

And we explored the classic spots in town in the evening. Plus we discovered a new one for is: Maceos’ Import & Spice Co for po boys. (I still need to get these girls a proper muffaletta sandwich.)

We walked from the strand to The Original Mexican Restaurant (circa 1911), which was one of my dad’s favorite restaurants.

The only real problem was we had to get back to normal life and didn’t stay long enough. We still wanted to do mini golf and have pho. At least we have this song to remember you by.

At the beginning of the summer, Molly was feeling pretty nostalgic about Galveston from the past few years and requested a return trip this year. Last summer’s trip to Ireland was going to have to be swapped for something more local this summer anyways, so Galveston was perfect in my book.

Since Galveston was such a major part of my own childhood, it really melted my heart that Molly felt the same way, so off we went for quick summer trip to the sandy island. Claire was excited too.

Here’s the trip in pictures, which do not quite capture the intense heat or the relaxed, good cheer. ☺️