cheap sunglasses

When I parked my van in the Brownsville airport parking lot last Friday morning, it was still dark -- so naturally I left my sunglasses on the dash. Have been looking for a pair of cheap replacements ever since. The Houston Hyatt - where I have been staying until today - doesn't have 'em. I felt fairly certain I could pick up a pair in Galveston, so when I saw my cheap motel room at the Ramada Ltd. was right across the street from some of those cheesy pier gift shops I knew cheap sunglasses couldn't be far away. The first two places I went into had the requisite mostly empty racks of dusty castoffs from seasons past, but at $12/pair they weren't cheap. Mind you, I wouldn't have objected to paying that much if they were something I could use when my basic needs were already being met, but these were truly hideous (we're talking spiderman glasses!)

So I went to the last pier shop which was actually more of a bar, complete with shady characters and large tattooed women lounging on the front steps. However, just inside the door was a rack - more than half full! and the handwritten sign on the top said "Cheap sunglasses - $2.99."

The pair I purchased sit slightly askew on my face, no matter how much I twist and fiddle with them. But somehow that seems appropriate.