Texas is even bigger than it looks on the map.
The day started out pretty well, with some interesting cities to drive through, and a delicious lunch at a Chuy's in... some Texan city. In fact, we were feeling so good, we decided to take a break from the I-10 monotony and take some smaller highways. By mid-afternoon, we were driving through ranch land, and our spirits were high.
We drove hour after hour, nearly running out of gas several times, finding precious fuel in tiny little towns not on the map (along with much amusement at the interest/suspicion we aroused in the locals).
As night fell, however, the benefits of a major highway became clearer, as the middle of nowhere gets pretty darn dark when the sun goes down. And apparently all Texan deer are suicidal.
Several hair-raising hours later, we made our way back to I-10, which was equally dark, but less popular with the wildlife. By 11:30, we were in New Mexico, in one of the sketchiest hotels I have ever stayed in, safe from rampaging ungulates.
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