A Day In Galveston

With my 6th year anniversary going on this weekend, I suggested to my wife a day trip in Galveston. It's easy, relatively inexpensive, and that's where we went 6 years ago when we got married. I have to say it was a very relaxing day. We went to Moody Gardens, a place that millions of people have visited, but neither of us had until yesterday. We toured the Titanic Exhibit. A few years back I went to the Titanic exhibition at the Houston Museum (I think the arts musuem, I can't remember). While the Moody Gardens' exhibit was fine, the previous one was better. Years ago, they had more artifacts, and more models of state rooms. One model was of a Parisean cafe that was on the Titanic. The Gardens' exhibit was half of what the Houston Museum had. However, there was a brighter note. At both exhibit, patrons are given a "boarding pass" with a name from the Titanic. Last time, I had a crewman who died. This time, both of us had a first class passenger who survived. Woo Hoo!!!!!
We then wandered the aquarium. It was nice. I like looking at these animals (although I have to say New Orleans' Aquarium of the Americas is better). We then learned there was a paddle boat, the Colonel. Like the dinner/jazz cruises in New Orleans I thought it would be a wonderful idea to take the dinner cruise the night before the anniversary. However, by the time we found a schedule, the damn boat had already cruised. So, we drove down Seawall Blvd looking for a place to eat. Every place we found seemed crowded. After all, it was a Saturday, and many high schools were having their proms in Galveston. So, after finding nowhere to park and eat we decided to go to the wharf on the strand. We ended up dining at Fisherman's Wharf. Normally when we give our names, we ask for first available. However I looked at the outside patio and decided I wanted to eat there. So, we waited about 20 minutes at the bar, nursing a Hurricane (not as strong as the New Orleans kind) we were seated. That was serenity to me. I could hear the water, hear the birds. It was peaceful. I told my wife I'd love to be able to afford either a beach house, or an apartment in the French Quarter. Maybe it was the Hurricane, but for a while I felt if I keep on track with saving money we maybe able to do that someday. Well, then a French (by their accents) trio took the table next to us and one girl said "oh this is nice for Houston!" I wanted to shout, "hey sweetheart, this is Galveston, Houston is 70 miles that way!" Oh well! We ended the day by making a stop at Starbucks for a coffee on the way home. All in all, it was a good day.