We went out one night to a resaurant called The Boiling Pot. They boil your food in a big pot, and just dump it on the table lined with butcher paper to have at it. A bit to much cajun spice for my liking and the fact that the shrimp weren't de-headed before served was rather strange but it was definately interesting. Michael liked it most of all.
the plastic bibs were manditory
diggin into the crab
walking around "down-town" Michael posed w a picture of an ancestor
Daddy teaching Rylee how to drive.
chillin at the house w a doll
They have a little aquarium we went to. For being free it wasn't to shabby. Our favorites there were the sea-horses, seeing 'behind the sences' workings of a salt water tank, and viewing the types of fish we caught when we went deep sea fishing a few years ago with Michael's family.
As we were walking through a few beach shops, as a joke Michael put this hat on my head. Turns out I loved it. . . . . . . its big enough to shade both myself and Rylee - who's the sucker now???(don't answer that)
The place we stayed had a poll/smaller pool titled hot tub right on the bay. It was really pretty. They had a big fishing pier which was cool, we didn't have the right gear or we would have done some fishing ourselves.
There were a TON of cotton fields between SA and Rockport, it was pretty cool. So on the way back we stopped for a little photo-op :) Rylee was sleeping which is why the photo is sans her.
It was a perfect little pre-vacation vacation get away.
