I went to Galveston to investigate a 'haunted' lighthouse, and felt like I had gone back in time...

The only way to reach Bolivar Peninsula is by ferry, from which the supposedly haunted Bolivar Lighthouse is but a speck on the horizon. Along the way, we glide past an eerie-looking partially sunken ship. Once on the peninsula, the black towering lighthouse dominates the landscape, and a foreboding marsh surrounds the lighthouse around back. Prehistoric-looking cranes roamed the marsh grasses looking for a meal, and waded the waters off of the peninsula.

After a day of ghosthunting, nature called, showing us a bee, and not just any bee- but an angsty, dressed-in-black Goth bee.... and gargoyles kept watch over the descending sunlight. A ghostly moon peeking through blossomed trees gave a final otherworldy touch to the unforgettable day...