A month after Ike and I finally get to go shoot in Galveston for a few hours (thanks mom!). There is still debris everywhere, a moldy smell in the air, and people in hazmat gear cleaning out buildings all over the island. Many G-town landmarks have been reduced to rubble or lone pilings on the beach (like the Balinese room pictured in the first and fourth shots). Mangel's near the Strand was mangled, and there is literally a refrigerator graveyard, containing hundreds of flooded appliances. To say the smell was foul is a gross understatement. Oh, and I saw more boats on the freeway and in yards than in the actual water, which, funny enough, was the prettiest I'd seen it in a long time.
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