How it all began (for me) in Galveston, TX

These are pics of how I arrived in Galveston, 2 weeks after Ike hit. I had at least made a trial run and had a job lined up, on the Greyhound bus ride there I met Juan, who was on his way to Galveston with neither a job nor a place to live lined up. We struck up a friendship on the ride there, and when we arrived in Galveston, after walking around with out bags for awhile, they began to get heavy and we put them in a shopping cart we found lying on the ground.
witihn a few hours, we had found work and a place to live.