Ach du lieber Himmel, Texas! The first time I stepped out of my truck in Corpus Christi, the air slapped me right in the face – salty, humid, and carrying a whiff of diesel from the port. Not like the crisp alpine mornings of Bavaria, nein-nein. Here it feels like the sea itself wants to wrestle you, and somehow you end up liking it. Jawoll! Seaside Texas with a Bavarian Twist Corpus Christi is like the rebellious cousin of your…