Horseshoe Bay Resort is about to prove for the thirteenth summer in a row that a lakeside golf resort in the Texas Hill Country can throw one of the state’s better country music weekends. Beer By The Bay Music Festival returns August 7 and 8, 2026, two nights of live country music, Texas craft beer tastings, and an all-you-can-eat, chef-prepared spread set against the shore of Lake LBJ.
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The Blanco River runs low and green past Wimberley Square on a Friday afternoon, cypress roots gripping the bank like they’ve been holding on since before the town had a name. Ninety minutes south of Austin, an hour past the last billboard for anything, the Texas Hill Country stops performing for tourists and just starts being itself. Wimberley and San Marcos sit close enough together to share a weekend without either one feeling like an afterthought, one built for slowing down, the other for cooling off. Together they make one of the easiest escapes in the state, a five-hour drive from Dallas that rewards every mile of it.
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Brownwood isn’t a place most Dallas or Fort Worth diners think to plan a trip around, but come October, it might be worth the three-hour drive. Feels Like Home Festival has announced the first wave of barbecue joints joining its third annual return on Saturday, October 3, 2026, and the lineup reads like a highlight reel of what’s happening in Texas barbecue right now, not just the usual suspects.
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The sand at Daytona Beach is packed hard enough to drive a car on, which tells you almost everything about the place before you even unpack. This is a beach town built on speed and salt air in equal measure, twenty-three miles of white shoreline running alongside a boardwalk that still smells like fried dough and sunscreen the way it has for a hundred years. It’s louder than the quiet barrier islands further south, and that’s the whole point.
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Every neighborhood should be so lucky as to have its history hold the best corner. In Deep Ellum, that corner is 2551 Elm Street, where the Knights of Pythias Temple has stood since 1916, designed by William Sidney Pittman, Texas’ first Black architect and son-in-law of Booker T. Washington. It was the first commercial building in Dallas built by, for, and with the money of Black citizens, and for more than two decades it served as the social heart of Black Dallas — its top-floor ballroom hosting dances, graduations, and the Fisk Jubilee Singers, its lectern held by the likes of George Washington Carver, while out on the street below, Blind Lemon Jefferson and Lead Belly were turning Deep Ellum into the blues capital of the Southwest.
Today the building carries its architect’s name as The Kimpton Pittman Hotel, and it remains the best argument in town that a building can change jobs without losing its soul.
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The fog is still sitting on the water at seven in the morning, and the pier disappears into it about halfway out. A man in waders walks the tide line with a bucket, looking for clams the way people here have for a hundred years. By ten the fog burns off, the pier reappears all 1,200 feet of it, and the smell of butter and clam broth starts drifting up Pomeroy Avenue.
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Palm Beach is an easy call from Dallas — direct flight into Palm Beach International, three hours in the air, and you land somewhere that moves at a different pace entirely. Eau Resort & Spa sits in Manalapan, a small town on the barrier island just south of Palm Beach, fifteen minutes from Worth Avenue and the crowds but on seven private acres of Atlantic coastline where the beach is seaweed-free and the only noise is the water.
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There’s a moment on the Cliff Walk — maybe twenty minutes in, when the path narrows and the Atlantic opens up on your right and the back lawns of the Vanderbilt mansions stretch out on your left — when Newport stops being a place you’re visiting and becomes something you’re trying to understand. The scale of it doesn’t make sense at first. These were called cottages. The Breakers, Cornelius Vanderbilt II’s 70-room Italian Renaissance palazzo, built in 1895 with hydraulic elevators, hot and cold seawater taps in every bathroom, and a Great Hall that rises two stories under a painted ceiling — that was his summer cottage. He used it for six weeks a year.
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