Two Bros BBQ Pulled Pork |
Once lunch was over, with filled out bellies we hit the road to Alpine, TX. After driving for hours we passed Fort Stockton. Fort Stockton had three exits just off Interstate 10. Lots of options for gas. Eric's co-pilot (ie. Stacy) was very optimistic the Alpine exit would also be a cornucopia of gas stations. Much to the co-pilot’s (ie.Stacy's) dismay this was not the case. It was either turn around and go back to Fort Stockton or run out of gas on the way to Alpine. After trying to interject humor, the car was headed back to Fort Stockton. We pulled into a gas station with only 7 miles left to go on the tank. One of us (ie. Stacy) was still trying to find humor. One of us just knew that we would be stranded on the interstate. At least we can both laugh about this now. By both of us, we mean one of us. When people tell you anytime that you see a gas station in West Texas to fill up- listen to those sage words of advice. Fill up. Even if you're at half a tank. Fill up. Trust us!
The highway into Alpine was quiet. We were in awe of the scenery. Each mile became better and better. We were both excited and in wonder of what lay ahead.
Alpine and Marfa Ahead |
We stopped in Alpine for dinner at La Casita. Another fun fact: a lot of places aren't open in Alpine on certain days of the week. Things are hit or miss. La Casita hit the spot and saved us from traveling hungry.
Big Bend Brewing, Tejas Clara. |
Apache Pines RV Park. Stardust neon in the distance. |
This burrito, y'all. Yes. |
Prada Marfa |
Horse at Pinon Ranch Guest Cottage |
We went to bed that night wondering what excitement the next day would hold. Big Bend or bust!
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