Houston to Galveston was done by bus and it was no surprise, given
the Tinker's travelling track record, that the clutch went on the bus
halfway there and we rolled gearless into a shopping centre car park.
Sadly not long enough for me to get to Barnes & Noble before the rescue bus arrived.
I realise this post will not be of any interest to any Galvestonians who might visit here but bear with me because you have the honour of being the first and only place that dovegreyreader has visited in the whole of the U.S.ever. I will be back to do the rest of course but as bookhound is a non-flyer it will be on one of those solo travelling treats that we have agreed I am going to introduce for myself on an annual basis with his blessing.
Plenty of U.S.cities that would keep me occupied for four or five day hops.
Galveston full of character and there was me thinking these trolley rails were defunct and nicely historical as I stood (probably illegally) in the middle of the road taking a picture
only to find this trundling right up behind me.
I don't have an architectural clue about style or form but the buildings were magnifique and all that combined with the hot hot weather was enough to tell me I was certainly not in Devon, I was on holiday.
This is always a very good moment when it happens and one to savour so thankyou Galveston.