Our new favorite hangout is Java's 213 on Tremont St. Their Hot Chocolate is killer. Made from super foamed/heated milk by none other than Peyton Manning himself. We are there right now blogging and surfing and trying to wake up after hibernating last night. I stuffed myself last night with some incredible BBQ ribs and marinated chicken at the aforementioned Saltgrass. This is how Java's looks early on a Friday morning:
Something we did yesterday that we'll probably never see again in our lives was a self-guided tour of an old deep-sea oil drilling platform, the Ocean Star. I'll admit it, I felt fairly stupid trying to understand all of the advanced mechanical techniques used to extract oil from depths approaching 7 miles into the earth. Here are some photos from up on that top platform where the actual drilling mechanism is located.
Click on the picture below to get a good look at "Power Tongs." They are just to the right of center. They provide a way to screw together the drill pipe connections. I need to get me a pair for when I go to the "Power Chinese Buffet."
Other random notes:
We rode Galveston Island's Transit System. They are trolleys, but are powered by gas or diesel, not electric.
An 11-year-old girl in the hottub, nervous about the wind and hurricanes, asked a guy from Texas if they ever have 'Salamis' in Texas. I'm guessing she meant 'Tsunami.' I think they have plenty of Salamis in Texas.
The Strand district is nice. Fullen's Waterwall makes great affordable Mexican food in addition to their bread and butter, burgers. It's actually more of a beer garden than a restaurant. Nice!
That's it. Time to make a crude map of Houston and find out if we can get a half-day pass to Schlitterbahn, the indoor water park!
-David Carr
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"Send a Salami to your boy in the Ahmy".
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