We met my sister Mary and her younger son, Sean Patrick, for breakfast at the IHOP. Ross (the groom-to-be) joined us, too, which was a treat. Afterward, Ross went off to do some “guy stuff” with his best men. Mary’s husband Tom joined us and the rest of us went for a bit of a drive. Tom went to med school in Galveston, so he knew the island like the back of his hand. He drove us around some lovely historic homes.
Then we went to Seawolf Park on Pelican Island to see a WWII submarine, the Cavalla as well as a WWII ship, the USS Stewart.
That's Mary as seen through a hatch in the Cavalla. Quarters were small!
Who's brilliant idea was it to put all of these interesting dials and levers and knobs on a submarine, and then . . .
. . . tell us not to touch them????
Here's Ed and Sean Patrick on the USS Stewart.
It also had these cool guns (and I'm convinced I need one at the office).
Then we toured the Bishop’s Palace (left)which was lovely except that the guy who was our “guide” on the first floor was a curmudgeon.
After that we went to lunch at Mario’s (right) where we were joined by Tom’s sister Maureen and her husband Ben.
It had been so hot that morning (100º+) that we called off the rest of our plans in order to rest up. Actually, Ed rested and I tried out the pool at the hotel. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t much to really brag about.
When things had cooled off some, Ed and I drove over to an “Old Market” area called The Strand. It had some fun buildings
And you could play a grand game of chess if you were so inclined.
We had supper at Fisherman’s Wharf on Pier 22.