Barb has been after me for quite some time to take a trip to Port A. I kept telling her it was too hot, but we decided to go this past weekend. Guess what? Okay, it's not that hot, but you can work up a good sweat walking the beach.
Needed gas on the trip and finally stopped at the HEB in Lockhart, where it was $3.25. I thought that was pretty good until I got to Lulling, where every station in town had gas for $3.07 (and $2.95 if you used MasterCard!)
I've commented before about the Rain Lilly phenomenon - how they magically appear in what seems like only a few hours after a rain. But the phenomenon on this trip was acres of Rain Lillies; medians and right-of-ways and pastures covered in white flowers, mile-after-mile! But timing is everything. On the return trip Sunday there NO flowers to be seen. None.
When we we passed through Nixon there were signs everywhere for the wild hog cook off and goat slapping competition. Now the wild hog cook off I understand - but Dear Hearts - what in the world is a goat slapping competition? Do the goats mind? Do they get to slap back? Should the SPCA be involved? Inquiring minds want to know.
There are some snazzy new ferry boats in service.
The bridge spans the "road" instead of sticking up in the middle. Pretty cool.
As is our custom, we stayed at the Sand Castle. They've added a new annex this year.
And I have blogged before about the things one can see from the balcony. Last trip it was kites and a "Snow Bird Happy Hour," where all the visitors from up north gathered each afternoon at a specific spot at the Motel across the street and celebrated the absence of snow and sleet.
This trip we got to watch a wedding on the beach. I had noticed several rows of white plastic chairs set up in the sand, facing a small portable cabana when we were on our afternoon walk, but there weren't any people present. Later, from our balcony we noticed that a small crowd had assembled and there were bridesmaids in matching dresses and groomsmen in white guayaberas and khaki shorts.
And in a bit, the brides-maids and groomsmen strolled together to the cabana, then someone we think was the "ring beller" (see Julie's blog if you don't know about the "ring-beller") and then what might have been a flower girl, but since you can't litter on the beach we wondered what she was distributing. Sea weed maybe? Then we spotted the bride, in the traditional white gown. If you look closely, right in the middle of this long-distance picture, you can see her on the way down the... uh, sandy path.
Evidently you do not have long, drawn-out ceremonies when one weds on the beach. This one was over in less than 10 minutes. We kept watching to see if they were going to have the reception there too, but I guess they figured a wedding cake and hungry sea gulls were not a good match and in a little while, someone drove a vehicle down to the chairs, loaded them and the cabana and that was that.
And for those of you who didn't think I got up early enough to see one - here's another sight from our balcony.
Have a good Monday.
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Jason & I stayed at the Sandcastle last month - we enjoyed it a lot! And while we also saw some white chairs set up for a wedding, the most interesting sight we saw on the beach was the 4x4 Dodge stuck out IN the water - not sure how that one happened.
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