Who goes to the beach during the last week of November? Me and Jason! The water was extra choppy. The beach was all turned up and shredded up after Hurricane Ike. It was our first time back to "our beach". 
After leaving the beach, we drove through the historic areas of Galveston proper. What we saw made us feel hopeful, but sad none the less. Much of the "life" on the island has been sucked out. Normalcy is slowly coming back--very slowly. The Strand, where we had shopped with my parents a few months ago... it was dead and only a few restaurants and bars had their OPEN lights glowing. No horse-drawn carriages trotted by, and no people wandered along the streets.
A typical Saturday night would find The Strand packed with shoppers, and people enjoying a night out on the town. Those days are in the future of Galveston...I can feel it...but who knows how far distant that bright future will be.
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