But the day was still young, so we decided to head to Galveston. We had an ice chest of Mt. Dew and water and like four bags of dollar store cheese puffs. We were set. About an hour and a few of my dad's "shortcuts" later we made it. Went to the beach but that lasted all of five minutes. Then we went to ride the ferry. After waiting in line for what seemed like forever (it was at least long enough to watch an episode of Psych... Thank you netflix!) we got loaded up. The engine was off. The parking break was set. (It is state law to do such things.) From far off the ferry's between Galveston and the Bolivar Peninsula look like they have a white tail. Said tail is actually hundreds of sea gulls following because some people like to feed them... Hence the cheesy puffs. Those things love the cheesy puffs. (Rumor has it that if you soak cheesy puffs in whiskey the sea gulls like them even more. But don't quote me on it.)Only problem with feeding sea gulls is that they have something known as leaky bowel syndrome meaning that as you feed them there is a slight chance of you or your clothing acquiring a new color scheme. For some people, that happened. Twice. I won't mention names but the guy is taller than me and married to my sister. Maybe it's the bald head, maybe it's the extra 4 inches he has on me. Some people would say it's just chance. I say that the birds just have really good aim.
I also saw this huge cruise ship going into the port. It made me want to go. If anybody is willing to pay, I'd be more than happy to go with you.

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