You might know this village by the 70’s cowboy song by Glen Campbell, and the place was a bit old and worn just like Glen. It overlooks the Gulf of Mexico about an hours drive out of Houston. It was pretty quiet today, but I would imagine it would go crazy on the weekend and especially in the summer. Every shoddy tourist attraction is there, the theatre cabaret, horse drawn carriages in the main street, a tourist train, the haunted house and I’m sure there would have been a believe it or not museum and wax works. The waterfront was pretty good with some nice restaurants, cafes, boat trips and the like. But the best bit about the town was the beautiful historic buildings they were amazing. There were streets of grand old buildings made of iron, tiny bricks or sandstone. Many of them have been turned into galleries, boutiques, bars and cafes.
On the other side of the island overlooking the Gulf was a long stretch of surf beach and had the traditional theme park on the pier, heaps of small tourist attractions like mini golf, heaps of accommodation and every type of fast food place you could ever imagine. Many having seafood buffets, eat all you can shrimp or crab for ridiculously cheap prices. All trying to out do each other with lower offers and bigger signage
