Heart of Texas
Yesterday we drove from Alamogordo, to Roswell and Carlsbad, then finally Hobbs, New Mexico in the southeast corner of the state. Hobbs seems an unforgiving town, surrounded by oil fields. The air is heavy with the smell of petroleum and refineries.
This morning we made our way to the towns of Odessa and Midland, Texas. More unforgiving places. Flat, dusty, treeless, scrubby. We were mad about being there until we found Martinez Bakery. Great tacos and tortas, very good pan dulce (pics below, friends). Soon after Midland, the terrain changed drastically. More hills and trees, plus we hit a nice little rain storm. San Angelo was pleasing, but the wonder of the trip was the small town of Menard, nestled among very beautiful old trees. The place seemed nearly deserted, sadly decaying, yet stunning. It was also full of boisterous cicadas (scroll down to hear them).
Tomorrow we head to Lake Charles, Louisiana.
We are also haphazardly documenting the sounds we’ve been hearing on the trip. Below is a somewhat sloppily recorded and hastily edited audio file that contains the sounds of the Zia Thrift Shop in Alamogordo, New Mexico, followed by the crazy cicadas of Menard. Press the orange button below to hear.