Last month, when my mom and dad were visiting for my nephew’s birthday, I managed to reach whole new echelons of busy. I’m not going to go into detail here, but suffice it to say that I have four jobs, and they’re all over the very large Houston metropolitan area. Happily, one day during my parents’ visit, I had a five hour gap between jobs C and D. I met the family in town for lunch, and then we poked around on my brother-in-law’s cell phone to see what we would do with the rest of my little pocket of time. Long story short, we found a beach really close to my late-afternoon job and made a bee-line for it.
Sylvan Beach Park is a lovely, quiet little beach on Galveston Bay (on the mainland side) in La Porte, TX. While we were there, the beach was clean, the sand was soft, and the facilities were remarkable. There was plenty of parking, more than one well-maintained public restroom, a playground, a boat ramp, a rinse-off shower, and a (crazy-expensive, I’m sorry to report) recently renovated fishing pier. We didn’t pay to go on the pier, but we had a great walk on the beach, and the tide was low enough to make shelling possible. We found some really nice shells, including some lovely, undamaged barnacles. I don’t think I have ever found nicer barnacles in my shelling experience to date, and the little niece and nephew were pretty excited.
While on our walk, we noticed signs announcing that the beach park was also a wireless hotspot. I couldn’t help but wonder out-loud, “who would come to such a lovely beach and use the internet?” Well… apparently the answer is “me,” because a week or so later, I was stuck on the far-east side of town, and I really needed to turn in some paperwork to one of my jobs on the west side, and I was faced with the following choice: either I could show up at work in Pasadena three hours early and use the internet in the computer lab (functional, but not very atmospheric), or I could go to the beach. I had my scanner in the back seat of my car, so I opted for going to the beach.
It was a drizzly sort of day, but when I arrived at Sylvan beach, there were four other cars parked right at the entrance to the beach, where the view of the ocean is best, and in all four cars were people with laptops propped up against the steering wheel and/or tablets in hand. Car windows were rolled down, radios were playing, and everyone was doing their internet business beach-style. Who knew that sort of behavior was trending? Anyhow, I got my internet stuff done and went for a walk on the beach between drizzles (it was high tide, so I didn’t find any good shells that time, but the walk was still lovely). Before I headed to work, I rinsed off my shiny black work shoes in the rinse-off showers, and I arrived at work sand-free, glad for both the opportunity to submit some paperwork in style and to enjoy the little bit of free time in my afternoon.
Next time you happen to find yourself anywhere near La Porte, I highly recommend Sylvan Beach Park! Whether you want to shell on the beach, swim, or check your e-mail, it is a lovely place to be.