Wandering the wild west.

I recently had the opportunity to work on a project in Buffalo Gap, a tiny town in the middle of the Lone Star State. Coming from NYC, I had no idea what to expect. I envisioned driving through the night on a narrow, 2 lane highway and pulling over at a dingy gas station with flickering florescent lights. The locals along with tired transcontinental truck drivers (with mustaches) gather at the neighboring bar/pool hall to feed their bellies and feed the juke box cranking out an all-American soundtrack by CCR, Toby Keith, and Neil Diamond. Maybe some Bruce Springsteen.

My Texan fantasy never materialized, as I was always exhausted after 12-13 hour days and would lose motivation to socialize. I generally wound up watching shows about giant fish or jungle survival on the National Geographic Channel in my hotel room. Or Egypt documentaries on the History Channel because that dominates approximately 78% of their programming.

Fortunately, I'm a morning person, so every time I had a day off, I would wake up at the crack of dawn and venture out into the Big Country to explore. The lushness and beauty of the countryside totally won me over. I miss the crunchy gravel roads, the friendly farm animals, and the 9:30pm sunsets.















I must have taken photos of every damn cow in Buffalo Gap. Locals driving by gave me funny looks.