Celebrating 100 years, The Galvez opened its gracious doors to Steve and me
for a mid-week Galveston, TX getaway in April.
Just 90 minutes from our door to the Gulf of Mexico,
across Galveston Bay on the Causeway,
and there we were.
I grabbed my camera to explore.
Want to come along?
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Tuesday Afternoon |
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Welcome |
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Front Desk |
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Brass and Classic |
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Bathing Beauties |
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The Back Door |
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Bernardo de Galvez
watches over the entrance to The Spa |
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Butterfly Iris |
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Bird of Paradise |
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Palm in Bloom |
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Island Icons |
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Oleanders Are So Galveston |
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Pink Oleander |
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Oleander in White |
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Murdoch's Souveniers
Across Seawall Blvd. from The Galvez, Murdoch's was built on a long pier extending out into the Gulf.
As a barefoot child in the '50's, I walked Murdoch's old wood floors--
worn smooth from sandy tourists' feet and insistent Gulf breezes.
Rebuilt after a devastaing direct hit from Hurricane Ike in 2008,
Murdoch's welcomes yet another generation of wide-eyed beach lovers,
eager to explore giant shells and other magical gifts from the sea. |
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The Galvez
Plans for this hotel were in the works in the late 1890's.
The Great Storm of 1900 decimated Galveston Island.
(fascinating read: A Weekend in September, Weems)
Within 4 years, the SeaWall was completed;
by 1910, the grade of the Gulf side of part of the island
was raised 17 feet--remarkable!
The $1million Hotel Galvez opened shortly thereafter. |
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April Grey Gulf and Sky |
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The Galvez
on Galveston Island, TX |
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Restaurant at The Galvez |
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Honeysuckle Pillar |
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Peace |
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Respite from Gulf Breezes |
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The Galvez
April, 2013 |
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Poolside |
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Grey Flight |
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Just Add Sun, Please! |
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Bird of Paradise |
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Show-Off! |
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Overhead |
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Carpet with Border |
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Emerge |
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Breathtaking |
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Hibiscus |
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Gentle Filters |
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Palm I |
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Palm II |
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Lobby Echoes |
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Sculpted Sails |
Did you enjoy our walk around
The Galvez? It's definitely a place filled with histories. I can almost hear the conversations of flappers, celebrities, and families whose summer residence was this hotel. Was that fleeting scent the smooth cigar smoke and mellow whiskey of gamblers and presidents? How many have experienced this intoxicating honeysuckle and the hot-crisp scent of freshly starched white linen tablecloths?
One hundred years, and still a gracious, quiet, elegant hostess.
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