Two hours down US-59 there’s a town square from 1824, five concrete Easter Island heads, and a fort that flew nine flags and holds a mass grave bigger than the Alamo’s. Seven stops, one tank of gas, home by dinner.
Seven stops we’ve actually made around Corpus Christi Bay and up the Coastal Bend, from a rebuilt fishing pier to a carrier the enemy couldn’t keep down to the only two-story Whataburger on Earth.