We went down to the Gulf of Mexico for Father's day. It was about a 2 hour drive from where we live. Here we all are in our van...Rockport, Texas, here we come!
The coast was/ is very windy and it is busy with fishing piers, most of them private. This pier was public, however, and we took a stroll out to the end.
The scenery on the Gulf Coast.
Riley doesn't go anywhere his bike can't go these days. If you see him off of his bike it is because he is sleeping or in his car seat. Otherwise, this bike is like another appendage.
Went to a famous (by Texans) restaurant called the Boiling Pot.
The graffiti as we entered the door.
A waitress comes around and puts plastic bibs on everyone. The table is covered with butcher paper and they give you crayons to decorate. The walls are covered in selective artwork from customers.
Even Abram got a bib.
But quickly fell asleep in Gigi's arms.
Here comes the food!
The dump it right on the table. Everyone gets a little cup of melted butter and a wooden hammer. No forks, no napkins. You just have at it! Afterwards, they bring you a small cup with water and a slice of lemon to wash up.
Swimming (or should I say wading?) in the Gulf. The water is VERY warm and very shallow.