I'm not sure if I ever told you before, but I hail from one of the most charming towns in America. Bold statement, sure, but have you been to Galveston before? It's really adorable, with sandy beaches, surf shops, Texas accents and a whole downtown area full of 19th century buildings and cobblestone streets.
Of course as a kid, I never thought of my town as charming. I thought it was small, which meant it was boring. What a dolt I was. I view my hometown so differently as an adult, but my opinion of one Galveston tradition has never wavered. Every year, on the first weekend in December, there's a Victorian Christmas festival called Dickens on the Strand and it's the greatest thing ever. Please behold:
I really want to ride one of these, but I'm only 5'3". Think I could do it?
There are plenty of rockin' tunes.
And playful police brutality...
And adorable animals...
But the true heart of the festival are really the costumes.
They are just beautiful and I was so impressed by how many people went all out.
Of course, some modern conveniences are hard to give up.
I wonder if this Galveston kid knows how charming his town is?
I wish I'd known then what I know now.