The Portland airport was by far the emptiest...it was so empty it was eerie.
We had a flight change in Denver, which was pretty crowded and then landed in Houston.
The morning after we arrived we headed down to Galveston Island for a few days of sun and the sea.
Before moving to Texas, Mom and Keith used to spend several weeks each winter in Galveston at this particular resort. It was fun to see a place we had heard so much about.
Unfortunately we have one bad memory from the trip...we were driving from the town of Galveston back out to the condo when a young man hit us while trying to cross traffic. Thankfully none of us were going too fast, there was warning and a little time to lessen the impact and none of us were hurt. The van, however, didn't fare so well. The girls were quite emotional for a while. I was impressed with how quickly the police arrived and the cars were towed away. About 40 minutes after the accident, we were being driven back to the condo (30 min away) by the police.
What a great time!!!!!
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