We're sitting here in our hotel room in San Antonio, watching Ike on the TV. Actually we are watching the Cartoon Network, because the boys are tired of watching the weather.
After settling into our hotel this afternoon, we went for a walk on the Riverwalk and then had a nice dinner. During dinner a little mariachi band came by the table and asked if the boys would like to hear a song. "Sure," I said, thinking the boys would really like to hear a little live music. As the band struck up their first chords, the leader said very quickly, "we charge eight dollars a song, OK? La, la la laaaaaa. . . "
So now I have been officially suckered in San Antonio. But at least when another band came by later I knew to say "no thanks". Live and learn.
We also got some candy at a candy store, went through a mirror maze (very cool), and wandered into the lobby of a wax museum to watch a giant animatronic dinosaur head roar at passersby. The weather has been very pleasant (albeit a little warm), and we have nothing to do but wait.
Which is exactly the point of this blog post, and why I'm going on about the little details of our day -- because it's all we have to focus on. There is nothing to do but wait and see what the evening will bring. Galveston will get pounded, of course, but so far the emails coming from UTMB (where we work) are relatively benign. The real mystery is what will happen to our house (where the power is still on, by the way). League City hasn't been this close to a big storm in decades, so nobody is sure what will happen. Including us.
So we wait, and pray, and watch. Cartoons.