The Gulf

On Saturday, Emi's Oma (my mom) took Emi and I to Galveston Island. The aftermath of Hurricane Ike was surprising. We drove past a boat that was next to the highway and perched on top of a vintage pickup truck!

We went to follow a family tradition started by my grandfather who took me to his favorite restaurant, Gaido's, when I was Emi's age. Apparently, my grandfather walked out during my visit because I was screaming so loudly in that it was a bit embarassing. Emi, on the other hand, behaved wonderfully and even sat in a high chair for the first time and kept up her end of the dinner conversation.

Afterwards, we went to visit the Gulf. I hope Emi doesn't find out later, but I lied and told her we were visitng the ocean. We took a brief walk on the shore before getting in the car and heading back to Houston. It was a wonderful trip.