We rented a beach house in Port Aransas, just behind the dunes of Mustang Island. This is one island in a string of a coastal barrier island stretching from Galveston Island down to South Padre Island on the Mexican border.
Port Aransas is a small beach community full of sun bleached pastel beach houses, an a central loop with shops and restaurant that draw customers through aquatic extravaganzas such as framing their entrance in a large shark mouth or placing pink octopus on the roof.
We're staying in a little round house on stilts - a reminder of the ever present danger of hurricanes in the Gulf. Judging from the stuff in their home, the owners like to fish, to read, to cook and to travel. Several Delft Blue decorations and Amsterdam travel guides reveal a fondness of Holland. I think I like them.
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