In this town, longing for a change of season or wardrobe is a colossal waste of time. So my favorite beach boy Sammy and I decided to take advantage of Houston's endless summer and embrace the sun and surf. Grabbing the SPF 50, off we went to Galveston and its sociable seawall. After a superb day spent riding the boogie board, admiring tan, taut bodies and forgetting we had grown-up jobs, we hit the Strand for a... More >>>