Sun 15 July – 6211 steps and a very long, hot cycle
We packed a kitbag to go for a cycle and then a swim followed by lunch. We cycled down to the beach front and then on the seawall and back, a total of about 25 km.
The only problem was that there was absolutely no shade along the way and the sun was beating down. About half way we stopped for an iced drink at some famous landmark, but we were told they were not serving until 12. We has a lousy diet lemonade. After a while I had had enough, so I slowed down thinking David would stop and see I had fallen back and stop! He didn’t, so on we went for at least another 5 kms, passed all the beaches with toilets and life guards. I was not into cycling anywhere else to find a place to change into my costume nor cycling back in a wet costume nor sitting in the sun on the beach. In fact, I had had enough of everything. Luckily David recognized this and led me home. I drank a gallon of water and collapsed.
Next on our agenda was BBQ. We were told we could not leave Texas without having had Texan barbeque. So we googled a spot with many superb reviews and called the Uber. The driver looked a little unsettled when we gave the address. We found a tiny house, with 1 room, shoddy tables and chairs, covered in plastic, sat down and ordered. It did have an air conditioner which was very needed. We got the feeling that not a lot of white folk stop to eat there. The food was delicious, but nothing like our braais at home. We had brisket, ribs, sausage and a loaded baked potato, very similar to the meal we had in Chicago. No Texan steaks done on open grill like they sell at home.
We found our way to the trolley that does a tour of the city and then on to Moody Gardens, a resort where we watched a 3D movie about the history of music. It is a very good documentary about how music evolved in different areas of the USA and was appropriate to our tour. I thought the 3 D effects were just an afterthought and totally unnecessary. We got home and had an early night.
David’s question of the day: Why didn’t you switch the battery assist to high and catch up to me?
What I learnt: I am not rational when I and tired and dehydrated.
Glen Campbell’s Galveston is apparently an anti-Vietnam war song.
Kim's journey 