Monday, February 4, 2013

A Trip to Texas

Well Hello!

-Eric Harris

This last weekend, three of us went to Boumont, Texas to see what there was to do there. It was on Saturday and in the morning we started heading out on our two hour drive to Beaumont. Everything went well on the way there, including a short stop to get some fries and chocolate shakes for snacks.

Once entering Texas, I saw two sights that I had never seen before. The first was an eighteen wheeler that had flipped on the side of the road. It had happened less than a few minutes before we passed by because I saw road workers ahead scrambling to clear the road and the cop that was working the construction jump in his car and spin around to go flying towards the accident. I do hope that fellow was alright, but I couldn’t tell since it was off the side of the highway.

The second sight that I saw was a speed limit sign of 75 miles per hour. Pretty great, but it seemed as if there was some strict laws on the speed limit because in the first 5 miles I saw at least five cops.

On our way into Boumont, we had decided that we were going to go see at least two things off the bat. Alex wanted to see a minor basilica that was located in the city but when we arrived it was all closed for the day. There was nobody home at all, and then the stairs tried to kill her by jumping up and throwing her down them. But shes tricky and kept her footing.

Next we tried going to a steamboat museum, but when we got there, a sign hung on the door said “by appointment only,” so like a couple of sad puppies left in the rain we went and hid under a porch. Wait… that’s not a good metaphor at all… So like a bunch of hooligans we took some candid pictures and ran away.

We found a museum in Port Arthur that was a oil and gas museum and decided to go there. It was modeled after an old style town that had the original wooden buildings. We were able to see a whole bunch of things exactly like they were back when Boumont became a boomer town because of the oil rush that happened there.

After the museum we went to go find the water near Port Arthur. We found a nice spot on some rocks to hang out for a few minutes and then saw an island called Pleasure Island. We decided to go see what was there, so we hopped in the car and drove to the bridge. On the way there we saw a field of 40 oz beer containers… A. Field. Of. Forites… Twas a sight, unfortunately we didn’t get any photos…

Once we got across the bridge we found an epic playground that looked kinda like a castle. It was a lot of fun because it was so epic. Although there was a lot of profanity all over it and I got some sideways looks from being a 20 year old on a play set, but it was so massive and fun. ^.^

After the playground we went to find the marina and we saw a barge leaving the area. Alex really wanted a photo so I stopped on the side of the road and she jumped out. No sooner had she left the car and closed the door than we were swarmed by mosquitos. They were slamming themselves against the windows and doors trying to get in. I tried moving the car, but it didn’t work. When she got in the car, she practically jumped in and slammed the door. In those two seconds, five mosquitos, much larger than I am used to in Florida, entered the car and went on a quest for blood. They were mercilessly slaughtered very quickly though because it was super creepy. It was almost as bad as the movie “Birds” by Alfred Hitchcock, but with bloodthirsty, rampaging mosquitoes.

Once we found the water we drove around for a bit and then tried to find a cool place to go in Boumont. We settled on Crockett Street, which looked like a cool place to go in the evenings. When we arrived, however, it was completely empty because it hadn’t opened yet. So we went on a quest to find some food. We ended up finding a pretty awesome steakhouse that had deliscious steaks, some of the best bread I have ever had, amazing spinach and artichoke dip, awesome mashed potatoes, and an all around good atmosphere. It more than made up for the two hours of driving.

We then settled in the car for a pleasant two hour drive home. Upon returning home, we sat around and watched “Smokey and the Bandit,” which I had never seen but absolutely loved, and then went to sleep.

And that concludes my tale of a Saturday well spent adventuring. Below are some photos from the trip for your entertainment.

Eric Harris

There. Was. A. Waterpark. In. A. Grass. Field. In. The. Middle. Of. Nowhere.

End of the Road!

 The sign bananza of bilboards following billboards lol






  1. The only reason it wasn't a good metaphor is because it was a simile. But you can't go wrong with sad puppies.