I absolutely love four day weekends!
Typically I can find any excuse to take off on a whim for a road trip and I had my sights on the rugged desert of southwest Texas. After an easy 3 hour direct flight to Austin, I headed out into the unknown with a 5+ hour drive bound for the small town of Marathon. I originally predicted an 11:30pm arrival and wouldnât you know it, I pulled into BFE on the dot!
But my sometimes not so rational thinking almost derailed night #1âŚ..
My lead foot absolutely took advantage of the 80mph speed limit. With a killer music playlist set on random and the windows down, I thoroughly enjoyed the solitude and escape into another world as time sped by (literally).
I had heard once outside the Austin city limits to get used to the nothingness. After passing by the town of Ozona (which I oddly got to thinking about global warming) with only a quarter tank of gas that I probably should have errored on the side of caution for one of the first times in my life. But since Iâm solo on this trip, I didnât bat an eyelash at pushing the limits.
So while one of my goals on this trip was to eliminate the stress and drama of everyday life, I made the cardinal mistake of road tripping! As the gas gauge continues to decline down to 9 miles remaining, I begin sweating through my only long sleeve shirt and pants I had packed because the next town (which is generously stated) is still 21 miles away. OMG.
There is one exit off of I-10 that I begrudgingly took, as the two supposed gas stations here are nowhere in sight. It is pitch black. I pull up to one and donât even try to get out because it is locked up. I then drive .25 miles to a shack that I can barely make out in the dark and pull up to the gas pumps. With no expectation, I try my credit card and it miraculously works! So⌠I guess in the desert pumps are always on!
Quick side note – the damn car speedometer was stuck in km/h, so I had to keep my converter calculator open the entire weekend. After trying for an hour to resolve the issue, I just finally chalked it up to another GDC moment and sucked it up!
With that crisis averted, I finally pull into my beehive parking. Yep, I booked an Airbnb built entirely by recycled parts themed as a hive. The 50 sq ft structure was my home for a quick nights rest.
The shower house was next door and shared with another rental. All the necessities were available and I was ready to embrace my minimalist weekend ahead.
After a actually very restful sleep, I made the easy one hour drive to visit my 51st National Park at Big Bend. And thus began 3 days of hiking and exploration to my hearts content!
So my message⌠be sure to fully embrace all the highs and inevitable lows along your journey⌠and hopefully be able to laugh about them in the future!




