So in the process of researching Galveston for a mini "baby moon vacation," I cannot help myself from reflecting on my childhood vacations there EVERY year. We stayed in a trailer house on stilts (basically) that was owned by my Great Aunt Ann called "Thrush." I just found an image of it on Google Maps. We would pack so many people in that house, like 20+. It was 2 bedroom, 1 bath, great patios and a short walk to the beach - multiple families and oh my gosh the memories!!! To be back in a place where nothing mattered and you always had fun - childhood. I hope to pass memories like these onto my children one day. Feeling peaceful....