Somewhere (read: everywhere) between the smallish metropolis of Oklahoma City and the smallish metropolis of Amarillo, Texas lies, well, not much. I knew this before we took to this stretch of I-40, but, I was not prepared for just how beautiful nothing can be.
Our campground was not exactly in the town of Texola… it was the town of Texola. Aside from farmland and empty fields, the commerce at the end of the offramp included three sets of vintage, working gas pumps, a convenience mart, a restaurant (closed every Monday), and an overnight RV parking lot with 16 gravel spaces.
With tornadoes wreaking havoc a mere 50 miles east of us, we enjoyed a dry, windy night without incident and headed toward Amarillo, Texas after breaking camp. Here are a few shots, all steps from our gravel pad.
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