Galveston, Texas

I spent a brief summer respite in romantic Galveston, Texas.  Over the decades, it has grown into a beautiful resort area, a far cry from the days with Pirates roamed the coast during pre-Republic days.  Still, there is the legend that lends romance to the area.  Resort home developments are called Pirate's Cove or Lafitte's Cove, and one wonders what kind of treasure can be captured over a weekend stay.

 We stayed at the Galveston Hilton Resort.  The hotel had beautifully appointed rooms with special touches.  The lush, tropical decor provided a heavenly sanctuary after a day at the pool or on the beach across the street.  The attention to detail was a nice touch.  Silk orchids in a glass vase in the bathroom as well as other tropical flowers on the vanity area provided additional elegance.  The beds were soft and comfortable and there was nothing better than falling back on a heap of feather pillows after a day of exploring the Coast.  The pirates never had it so good.   

The swimming pool is delightful, complete with a rock waterfall and a swim-up bar. It was tempting to stay out in the sun all day long, despite the danger from the UV rays.  There were some shady tables with umbrellas which offered shelter from the sunshine. Children had fun with swim toys checked out from the pool cabana.  Bright yellow, happy-face beach balls, floated in the pool inviting a more playful side.

I like to think about the historical significance of Galveston with its rich heritage, but to be honest, nothing beats the contemporary comforts of this resort area.   I found it all good in Galveston.