Our truck broke down yesterday, which means that we are still stuck in Texas.
Don’t worry, it’s all in accordance with family tradition. My family can’t drive through Texas without some variety of minor catastrophe. And as far as catastrophes go, this one was manageable.
The moving truck ran out of diesel faster than expected (due to the harsh West Texas winds) and refused to restart after mom and I brought extra fuel from a nearby town. So it was, we were stuck in the middle of nowhere.
As we waited for a repairman to come take a look, we decided to have an ice cream picnic.
Ice cream ended up being dinner, but shhh, don’t tell anyone cause that’s naughty (and also my favorite kind of dinner).
Note: I am kinda a lil bit overtly obsessed with ice cream. Have you ever tried Bluebell? Apparently, it is made only in Texas. It might be my favorite ever (don’t tell Joe’s Ice Cream in Wales). What’s your favorite brand?
As if ice cream amongst the cacti wasn’t good enough, as we waited *hours* for the repairman, the sun began to set.
You can complain about the flat barrenness of the West Texas landscape, but the lack of hills, trees, and everything else makes the sky that much more dramatic. Rather than sit on top of the land, the sky encompasses you, as if you were in a dome theater or planetarium.
Sunsets and sunrises around here are like Disneyland quality light shows.
(Fun fact: When I was a wee middle-schooler, my obsession with the Texas Sky inspiredme to write a romantic short story that ended up getting published by TeenInk… that’s embarrassing. You can check it out here if you are interested)
We didn’t get out of Texas yesterday, but I did get to wake up and witness another incredible South West sunrise this morning.
Here’s to hoping we can make it across the border today without any more surprises.