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Habeas Corpus

AS VACATION DESTINATIONS GO, the rap on Corpus Christi is that it’s the Oakland of Texas: There’s no there there. The heart of the city doesn’t have the rich history or the distinct architecture of Galveston. Downtown is practically a vacant shell since all the best stores packed up and moved south to the malls and shopping centers along South Padre Island Drive.

Steam Spirit

MY WIFE, PHYLLIS, AND I HAVE A BASIC RULE ABOUT TRAVEL: Never get aboard a vehicle that you can’t get off and walk home, flights to Europe excepted. I have this recurring dream of being trapped in a small room with a man who sells insurance.

Queen of Hearts

The first, and perhaps trickiest, of the decoys is the mailbox on the corner of Mulberry and U.S. 90, whose nylon cover is green, red and black and arranged in a pattern more familiar to the people of Luling than most of their own children. But this is not the right house, nor is the one a few doors down with a watermelon placard centerpiece humming from the dead center of an untrimmed lawn. Discard it as another piece of subterfuge and keep driving.

Find That Food

This month contributing photographer Wyatt McSpadden, who has published works in Forbes, Newsweek, the New York Times Magazine, and Time, traveled the state taking photographs of Texas’s best Mexican food for this month’s cover story, “Some Like It Picante.” How was the concept for the photographs for this month’s cover story proposed to you? Did creative director Scott Dadich give you free reign, or was there a visual theme he wanted you to carry out?

Miles and Miles of Texas

In a world where there aren’t enough hours in the day and in a state where an arterial highway means setting your cruise at seventy, it’s rare that people slow down long enough to explore Texas’s many roads. But Texas Monthly writers Suzy Banks, S.C. Gwynne, Michael Hall, and Charlie Llewellin did just that. Here, the four seasoned travelers talk about the best parts of the unbeaten path, the intersection of people and place, and the advantage of driving without an agenda.

On the Road Again—Panhandle

This is the biggest sky you will ever see. Twenty minutes south of Amarillo, running down the backbone of the southern High Plains on Interstate 27, the land is so prodigiously, stupendously flat that at its margins, at the milky-blue line where sky meets earth, it doesn’t end as much as it seems to dissolve. It is so empty of the usual monuments of civilization that structures like grain elevators and cotton gins loom up from the green-brown farmland like medieval fortresses.


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