Saturday, 14 November 2009

Approaching The Elissa, Galveston TX

Lil"bug insisted all the way to the bay that this was just going to be some, "stupid plastic playground crap." Whoa. Where on earth did she learn that kind of language? Blush. Me? Oh my. When we walked up the ramp she stopped in awe. I believe her exact words were, "Ah Mama, I am so sorry I said it would be stupid plastic. That is amazing. A real pirate ship!" Actually it was a cotton freight, but it is the same era I guess. It is a triple masted tall ship, cast iron and wood. The test it on open waters a couple times a year. Sea trials.





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