A 1926 Bungalow

I have always wanted to live in a house with a front porch, a white picket fence in the front yard, sidewalks, and within a walkable distance to town. And now, here I am, with the wind howling outside the door and temperatures close to freezing, sitting in a 1926 Bungalow of my dreams in the beach town of Galveston, Texas, on the 2^nd day of January, 2022.

But despite the cold, I am so happy to be here. It is almost as if serendipity guides my life. If it was warm today, Michael and I would walk to lunch at Shrimp and Stuff, or to the beach for a picnic, but that will have to wait until the norther runs its course, and Gulf Coast sun in Galveston once again warms the air.

Memories

Last night Michael and I sat on the charming deck of the of the cozy backyard that is planted with a few banana trees These trees brought back memories of my childhood home and my antics with the same type trees (riding them like a horse until they fell to the ground) that got me in more trouble than I care to remember. It also brought to mind that this was exactly the type and size of house Michael wanted to live in when we retired. Well, that didn’t happen, but not because we didn’t look.

Creating Perfection

The current owners of this island getaway have done a remarkable job in creating perfection — a retreat from the ordinary as we all know it. The floors and the warm toned burnished wooden moldings are original to the home as is the hardware on many — perhaps all — of the doors. There are touches of beach whimsey everywhere. It is light and bright and welcoming and speaks of the seashore. I am both thankful and surprised that the individuals who own the house opened up this treasure to be rented and loved by others when they are not here.

The living area can easily seat seven — plus a few additional if needed — all in comfortable squishy couches or chairs. Two walls of windows let in an abundance of natural light, there is a cabinet full of DVD’s and games, and a smart TV sitting on top. There is even an afghan — I didn’t need to bring my own after all.

Why Two Doors?

The one thing that puzzles me is why this adequately sized, but less than giant-sized room has two doors, catty cornered to each other, leading outside. Michael logically points out, “This door, the front door, is for guests.” He points again, “This door is for getting to your car under the protection of the car port.” AKA Porte Cochere.  Well this does make sense.  Why didn’t I think of that?

The Rest of the Galveston Rental

The large dining area easily seats six, and could seat eight if you really wanted to cook for that many people while on vacation. The adjacent kitchen is as well equipped, if not better equipped, than any of the homes we have rented in our twenty plus years of leisure travel.

Last night I slept like a baby in the comfortable queen-sized bed in the master suite, which also has an abundance of well thought out storage. There are two additional queen beds in the second bedroom, with a comfy cushy chair for reading, another closet and again a wall of windows that lets in the light. 

The Only Thing Missing

Off the kitchen is washer and dryer and a door leading to the large deck in the back yard. The only thing this house does not have is a card table for Michael to set up his 1,000-piece jigsaw puzzle, but that is easily remedied. As soon as the weather warms and we can put the top down on our convertible, we have a choice of three different large discount stores to purchase what we need. And when we leave at the end of this too short month, it will be left in the garage along with bicycles and beach chairs already there for our use. 

All in all, this 1926 Bungalow vacation home in Galveston really is perfection — at least it is extremely perfect of us — and I get to live my dream of the white picket fence.

To find out more about this Galveston vacation rental

Check out their website: 1926 Bungalow