已发表: 12.02.2021
Thursday 8.5.2014
It's cloudy and humid. G. wants to stay at the hotel and on the beach, and I grab the car and drive to Houston.
Unfortunately, the weather doesn't get better, it's very hazy, and so Houston doesn't really grow on me after driving about 65 miles north from the coast.
Tall buildings, old wooden houses side by side. Unfortunately, it's drizzling when I arrive downtown, and that's not suitable for long walks. I stop at Sam Houston Park, look at some of the old wooden houses, and go into the small museum, which has a small shop from ancient times, some photos, and artifacts from old times.
The woman at the counter insists that I sign the guest book, and when she sees "Berlin," she tells me that she has been to Berlin twice and is horrified by how many ruins are still standing there after the war. I am puzzled about what she means and tell her that it doesn't actually exist. Unless it's a memorial. But she insists that Berlin is practically made up of ruins - she was last there in 2005. Well then.
The district The Heights is famous for its noble old wooden houses, where the well-off society once resided. It's nice and green here, and some of the houses are really great.
I drive back to Surfside Beach, pick up G. and we go to Oyster Creek (about 20 kilometers from Surfside Beach on the mainland) to the Brazos Mall to watch a movie. "Bears" is a nearly 90-minute documentary about the first year of life for two grizzly siblings and their mother. Great!
Because no one notices here once again, we then go to the cinema next door to watch Spiderman and see how he destroys New York City in two and a half hours. A film to avoid. In the Texas Roadhouse, there is a delicious steak, and then a drive back to the hotel.