It was a warm, muggy day in Galveston. We parked at a parking
meter (actually two meters) and walked around the historic district taking
photos of the late 19th century buildings. Decided to tour the tall
ship, Elissa. I just can never pass up a tall
ship. She is moored in the busy harbor of Galveston with offshore
oil rigs just a stone’s throw away. Quite a contrast. Next
we went an offshore oil rig that is a museum or education
center and learned more than we ever thought we would know about offshore
oil rigs. A film of the 1900 hurricaine that devastated Galveston,
killed 6000 people and provided the impetus for building a seawall
that has protected the city from such devastation since then.
When we finished the film a storm was brewing, and we went out to
the seawall. Almost had deja vous with the storm and the wind and
the door as I was trying to get a photo. People were vacating the
beaches as the winds increased and the rain started coming down.
A magnificient stormy sea to photograph. The Catholic
church that survived the hurricaine was having a 5:00 Mass on Saturday
as we were departing, so we decided to attend there. The church was
gothic style and beautifully kept. When Mass was over we went outside
to clear skies and sunshine.