As a kid we spent at least one long weekend at the beach every summer. We lived only a few hours from Maine and would often camp along the ocean. Many of our family vacations led us to beaches up and down the Atlantic Coast. I have always been fond of the sand, the sound of the crashing waves and the moist feeling of the sea spray on my face. Since living landlocked in Arkansas I have only been to the beach a few times in the last 8 years. When Richie and I started thinking about where we wanted to go, I knew I needed to go to the water. There are many places along the gulf coast with great beaches but we eventually settled on Galveston Island, Texas because we would also be able to take a side trip and visit San Antonio. We had a wonderful and relaxing time. Richie and I spent hours each day out in the water just playing in the waves. As far as beaches go, Galveston is not the prettiest place I have ever been but it was a fun atmosphere and less than 10 hours from our house.
Views from our Hotel:
Photos from the Harbor Cruise:
I’ll write more about our San Antonio adventure later!
