Day Fifteen

It looked to be a rainy day this morning, so the Zoobs and me searched for an Internet cafe in Galveston only to find a single dilapidated computer at a downtown coffee house for $12.00 per hour. We kept looking and finally found that the public library provides Internet access on twenty-five shiny new computers for free. Never underestimate your public library.

High art in Galveston

It turned out to be a warm sunny afternoon, so Kudzu and I dozed on the beach for a few hours and watched the retirees fish and walk their dogs none of which are as pretty as the Zoobs. As the week progresses, the campground is filling up with RVs that could house entire small towns. For those of you from big cities, RV refers to recreational vehicle as opposed to random violence.

Sunrise over Galveston Island

There are a few pop-up campers and one Volkswagen Westfalia but retirees seem to prefer massive, diesel powered bus like vehicles the size of a tractor trailer. Zoobley and I have been watching them set up with much interest. In general, the whole process takes about an hour. After much backing, beeping, and hand waving by the wife; the husband goes through a ritual of connecting hoses, pipes and wires; lowering stabilizers similar to those on a backhoe; and positioning the satellite dish. One monster across from us even has a small weather station on top complete with the little cups that spin in the wind. When the outside work is done, the busy little grey headed couple scurry indoors and with much whirring and clicking out pop little cubes from the side of the vehicle which we can only assume must be closets or bathrooms or entertainment centers. Zoobley thinks some of the completed structures must cover more than 500 square feet. The final step of the set-up comes when the now winded couple head back outdoors and canvas awnings begin to appear from every direction along with patio furniture, potted plants, and yard art to give it that homey feel.