Texas Beaches

Texas beaches aren’t really famous. They don’t have the nice vistas of  the upper Pacific coast, the Hollywood appeal of the lower California coast or the allure of Florida beaches.  But there are over 367 miles of Texas gulf shoreline  and over 3,300 miles of bay shorelone from Louisiana to Mexico and though the gulf water is not crystal, the sand not quite white and powdery, and scenery not as world-renowned, they are varied enough to appeal to a lot of people.

There are undeveloped beaches here that are perfect for people who are soul-searching or just fascinated with the vast emptiness on the left, on the right and beyond. There are areas for wildlife and bird watching. There are beaches for partying and for crowd-watching. There are beaches that allow you to park right on the sand while some beaches have shower and changing rooms.

We have not explored much of the coast yet but here are some we’ve been to since we’ve moved to Texas.

1. Rockport - I got interested in Rockport beach when I read that they have the Blue Wave certification. The certification means that the direct stakeholders pretty much take care of the beach and the surrounding areas.   The beach is clean, has restroom and changing facilities, has playground and picnic areas and bird nesting areas.

Rockport

2. Surfside - This is the beach we go to most often when we need our sand and salt fix. The kids love the non-stop wave action here and love the fact that this is a drive-on beach and that we can park right at the edge of the water.  We’ve been here early in the morning, later in the afternoon, during peak and off-peak seasons and we haven’t had a bad experience yet.  My wish-list includes renting one of the beach-front houses for the weekend.

Surfside

Surfside

3. Corpus Christi / Port Aransas – I think that the further you head into the Mexican side, the better the beaches get. The Mustang Island beach, either on the Corpus side or the PA side is very nice. Port Aransas looked more like the beach town with all the tourist trappings. This place must get very active during summer and spring break time. We visited and stayed with friends from the Philippines during this trip and although it was a quick overnight trip, we loved the area and we’ll definitely come back.

Mustang Island

4. Galveston’s Stewart Beach – This is a very accessible beach and was our first foray into Texas beaches. The park features umbrella and chair rentals, volleyball courts, an outdoor pavilion, snack bar, souvenir shop, restrooms and showers.

5. Galveston Sea Wall – Went here early one morning to fish.

6. Moody Gardens Palm Beach – If you want to go to Galveston and get feel of the beach without dipping your feet into gulf waters, the Moody Garden’s Palm Beach is perfect for especially if you have younger kids. There’s white sand, beach umbrellas and chairs but it also has a lazy river, a wave pool and a splash pad.

Palm Beach

Austin (and surrounding areas)

10 Things We Loved!

1. The Oasis on Lake Travis -  Watch the sun trickle down Lake Travis while sipping margaritas and savoring beef fajitas. Incredible views, wonderful food, warm conversations and a melodramatic way to end the day.

The Oasis on Lake Travis

The Oasis on Lake Travis

2. Barton Springs –  The three-acre natural spring within Zilker Park has 68-degree water that needs some getting used to but is a perfect balance to Texas’ hot summer days. We loved it, the kids loved it!

Barton Springs

Barton Springs

Barton Springs

3. Natural Bridge Caverns - When you have visitors from out of town, you go to the Natural Bridge Caverns. If you have people in your party that don’t want to go, you can always drop them off at the Premium Outlets in San Marcos.

Natural Bridge Caverns

Natural Bridge Caverns

Natural Bridge Caverns

Natural Bridge Caverns

4. Bob Bullock Texas State History Museum – Three floors of interactive Texas history. This is a very nice history museum with an IMAX theater to boot.

Bob Bullock Texas State History Museum

Bob Bullock Texas State History Museum

5. Black’s Barbecue – On the way back to Houston, a stop at Lockhart.  In a sea of barbecue joints, Lockhart apparently has some of the best and oldest in Texas. Always go for the moist brisket.

Black's Barbecue

6. Covert Park at Mount Bonnell- Drive on up Mt. Bonnell road to this park that give you a a very nice view of Lake Austin.

Mt. Bonnell

Mt. Bonnell

7. Austin Food Carts – Awesome food carts. They are all over Austin; some are stationary and some move around. We’d love to sample them all.  So far we’ve tried Hey! Cupcake, Fry Baby, Coat and Thai, Flip Happy Crepes, The Zubik House and a few more whose names I can’t remember.

Austin Food Cart

Austin Food Cart

8. Wimberley Glass Works - mind-blowing glass-blowing store and exhibit in Wimberley, Texas. Cool dudes in their undershirts and aviator sunglasses displaying the hot art and expensive science of glass works. I can only afford the glass shards, unfortunately.

Wimberley Glass Works

Wimberley Glass Works

9. The Inn Above Onion Creek – Stay at the inn and you not only get to stay at an amazing room, you have access to a perfect porch, almost perfect views and glorious breakfast and 3-course dinner.  Highly recommended.

The Inn Above Onion Creek

The Inn Above Onion Creek

The Inn Above Onion Creek

10. Gruene, Texas- Good lunch at Gristmill River Restaurant, a massive cotton gin brick boiler room turned restaurant. Also stopped by Gruene Hall, a famous Texas landmark.

Both my eyes

“Didn’t have a camera by my side this time.
Hoping I would see the world with both my eyes.
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I’m in the mood to lose my way with words.”
- John Mayer 3×5

The evolution of the camera is truly remarkable. The ability to instantly digitize light and image has transformed us all into photographers, into photo and photoshop enthusiasts and fanatics. A study done recently forecasts that the amount of data produced globally is doubling every two years and will reach 1.8 zettabytes, or 1.8 trillion gigabytes, by end of 2011. In terms of personal use, most of our hard drive, usb drives, external backup drives and cloud storages are filled with megapixels after megapixels of digital imagery.

I remember a time when our family had physical albums that were displayed on a shelf. The albums only held the best photos, the most cherished of memories. The camera, the film, the prints, the photo albums – they were all expensive commodities and so they were used with utmost care, with careful consideration, with an exact purpose, with calculated restraint.

Personal photography back then was very frail and fraught with mistakes. The film was prone to failure, not because of the film, but because of the person handling it. Light and shadow were not easy to capture correctly and you can’t just auto-stabilize or auto-adjust a shot.

We threw out a lot of photos, wasted a lot of film, over- or under-exposed a lot of shots. We regretted many lost images and uncaptured moments. And because we only had one or two good shots, we don’t get to capture the entire scene.

Much as these sound pathetic and unimaginable to the younger generation, those photos that we took were unmistakably, deeply human. They were rough on the edges, imperfect for sure but somehow they felt more valuable or at least more personal.

Now, cameras are attached to our hips. They are on our phones and our tablets. We always have a small one in our bags and we wear DSLRs like sunglasses and sunscreens. We’ve become obsessed with the shutter. We click and then digitize life and landscape like there is no tomorrow. Granted a professional photographer will take a hundred shots to get the one that’s perfect. For the rest of us though, we’ll just go ahead and upload all one hundred photos onto our online albums.

We take pictures of everything now, nothing missed, nothing taken for granted. It’s like a 360 degree panorama of our lives. We take wanton snapshots and convince ourselves that we are doing it so that in the future we can remember. The funny thing is we seldom look at those photos because there are just too many of them, folders after folders, gigabytes after gigabytes. If we do, we look at them as slideshows using a 1-second interval so that we can go through them as fast as possible. Yes, the way we look at pictures has changed, too. In the future, our kids are probably not going to look at them either because they’ll have their own mountains of photos to deal with.

The curious thing about all these is that I’m not against digital cameras at all. I love them and I’m guilty of taking as much photos as my SD card can store. I personally profess that nostalgia shouldn’t get in the way of technology. Digital cameras, without doubt, have done so much for so many people. We’ve been exposed to thousands upon thousands of amazing photos of people, places and events that would not have been previously possible. We now have instant access to friends, family and events.

Today though, I’m on a porch at the Inn Above Onion Creek, sipping iced tea, enjoying the light breeze accented by the ceiling fan above me, looking down at acres and acres of rain-thirsty trees, watching the clouds thicken and pass lazily by.

And so I pause.

Maybe I should put my camera down and just look, really look, at the scene in front of me with just my eyes. And when I find the urge to point-and-click, maybe I should pretend that I have film inside, that I can only afford one or two shots and that the rest of the scenery is really just for me. And years and years later, when I happen to glance at the one or two photos again, I’ll be fine with filling in the details, I’ll be OK piecing together the puzzle from soft, unreliable memory.

I see the sun rise on the front porch. I see the sun set on the back porch. I’m enjoying the confluence of nature and technology, consuming and creating, breathing in and breathing out. Whatever happens in the middle will be a collaboration between digital and organic memories.

cue music:
“Today skies are painted colors of a cowboy’s cliche’
And strange how clouds that look like mountains
In the sky are next to mountains anyway

Didn’t have a camera by my side this time
Hoping I would see the world with both my eyes
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I’m in the mood
To lose my way but let me say

You should have seen that sunrise
With your own eyes
It brought me back to life
You’ll be with me next time I go outside
No more 3×5′s”

-John Mayer 3×5

The problem with the iPad

I’ve had the iPad, courtesy of Faye, since the day Apple released it. And I love it. I think we all understand its value by now. I think we all see tablets as the next wave. I think we can all picture the device as the new norm.

The iPad is a great consumption device. One can gobble up and digest a lot of information in a short amount of time. I glance at, flip through and jump from one snippet of data to another. I go through news, technology, entertainment, travel, videos, emails, politics, world events, articles, ebooks, music, movies and so on and then back again. If I run out of things to look at and consume, there’s always StumbleUpon, a service that sends you to interesting corners of the web.

I bring my iPad everywhere. I use it after eating Sunday breakfast, like one would peruse a Sunday newspaper years ago. I bring it to the toilet, like I would a magazine years ago. I use Kindle before I go to sleep, like I did with a book when I was younger. I would browse while watching TV, like I used to do with my laptop back when laptops meant mobility (now they’re just too bulky and too slow).

The iPad follows me around like a stubborn dog. It begs to be touched. It yearns for an interaction. It demands attention. Push notifications disrupt whatever else you are doing. Those app badges with ever increasing numbers mess with your mind.

The fact is the iPad, or any tablet for that matter, is a wonderful consumption device. And there lies the problem. It is not a great creative device. There’s so much to consume that there’s little time or energy left to create. Granted there are cool apps that help with the creative process – from sketching to writing to scribbling to typing. But it takes practice to be able to do things well. In the meantime, it’s a lot more convenient to be passive and just read through, flip through or write short status updates or quick tweets.

Last Father’s Day, Rakesh and Kareena gave me an Apple wireless keyboard to go along with my iPad. I figured that was exactly what I needed to turn this around, to balance out consuming with creating, to not just suck data in but to spill some out, to not just absorb but to also squeeze some juice out.

Even with a keyboard though, it’s hard to find the time and the space to do something with it. It’s like you have a pen and a paper but the two just won’t meet.

Tonight is a little different however. Faye and I are at a beautiful inn somewhere in the hill country of Texas. I’m on a rocking chair on a porch drinking peach iced tea and eating just-baked cookies. I stare at the horizon and it’s almost pitch black (except for several cell phone towers blinking red light in the distance). There’s a slight breeze from the north accented by the porch ceiling fan just above me. The mood and the moment are just right. It’s quiet, very quiet, except for the hum of the A/C unit to my right but it’s alright because I can tune that one out.

So I took out my wireless keyboard, set the iPad to the side, opened this app called Basho and typed. Like pen to paper, bluetooth married the two gadgets. I began typing away and words formed on the iPad almost reminiscent of a scene from Harry Potter. And then the tablet transformed into something more than giver of information. It became a recorder of thoughts. It has morphed into a more personal machine, almost like another limb.

I’m not writing a masterpiece, not writing a bestseller, not even sure I’m writing something readable. But heck, I’m writing. In today’s hectic world, this is like therapy.

We are on rocking chairs, sipping watered-down peach iced tea, eating cookie crumbs on a porch at the Inn above Onion Creek, enjoying the confluence of nature and technology, consuming and creating, breathing in and breathing out.

I’m staring at darkness and it’s amazing how darkness opens up the mind. This is just the first night. We have two more left.