In 1911, a new hotel was constructed in Galveston, Texas.
Named in honor of Count Bernardo de Galvez y Madrid, the hotel was called the Hotel Galvez.
Many believe the hotel is the oldest in town.
Updated 9/24/2019 – The hotel was added to the National Register of Historic Places in the spring of 1979.
The Oldest, Most Haunted Hotel in Galveston
Today, the hotel is still up and running… and it’s rumored that not all of the hotel’s guests are living.
One visitor, Tim, had an encounter with a spirit that traumatized him for several years afterward.
“It’s hard to even discuss now, if I’m being honest,” Tim admitted with a glum expression.
“I’ve been told that room 505 is supposed to be the most haunted in the hotel, but I didn’t know that at the time.
“I was given room 507, so one side of it shared a wall with room 505.
“I unpacked my toiletries and started getting ready for the night when things started to feel…weird,” he said with raised eyebrows.
In what way?
“You know that strange sensation you get when you can feel someone staring at you?
“That’s how I felt, from the moment I closed the room door.
The Reoccurring Rope
“Like no matter where I was standing within the room, there was always someone watching me from behind,” he said with a shiver.
“Still, I didn’t know the hotel had a reputation for being haunted at the time…
“…So I wasn’t about to go to the concierge to request a new room on account of some unexplainable paranoia I was experiencing.
“I finished getting ready and read in bed for about a half hour before I turned off the lamp and fell asleep.
“I woke up in the middle of the night to a bizarre sound.
“Almost like if someone were wearing a dress and walking over dead leaves—that swish, swish sound.
“I turned on the lamp beside me, but I couldn’t see anything amiss in the room.
“The window was shut, the air conditioning unit was off… everything seemed fine.
“I figured it must have been someone in the hallway walking past my door.
“So I turned off the light and fell back asleep,” he shrugged.
“A little while later, I woke up to the same sound, but it sounded like it was right beside me in the room.
“When I turned on the light, I was shocked to find a woman in my room.”
“She was young, maybe in her early 20s, and I couldn’t help but register that she was beautiful.
“She had messy blonde hair and a thin cotton dress on.
“At first, nothing seemed unnatural about her,” Tim said.
“When I first saw her, I thought perhaps I had missed the fact that I had one of those rooms that connected to another hotel room, you know?
“And that she had come into my room by mistake—maybe even a dare.
“But all of that changed when I saw what happened next…”
What do you mean?
“A second after I registered the woman, she seemed to lift off the floor a couple of feet.
“She had her head tilted back and shrieked in pain as she levitated.
“I watched in sheer horror as she descended back onto her feet and seemed to resume a calm expression again,” Tim shook his head.
“I was about to ask if she was alright, when she lifted off the ground again, repeating the same process.
“This time, I could tell that she was being lifted up and held by her neck—as if there was an invisible rope wrapped around her throat.
“This girl, this poor girl, was being hanged over and over again in my hotel room in Galveston.”
2024 Seawall Blvd
Galveston, TX 77550