The first thing we learned about west Texas was that they grow lots of cotton. It gets put into enormous bales. It took at least an hour to get through all the cotton fields, which were apparently recently harvested.
The air throughout the cotton fields was full of red dust. Fortunately, my car hadn't been washed in a year and was still wearing a layer of winter grime from yesterday. But the dust looked pretty rough. It seems like it would be a big pain to live with that.
As we got closer to Abilene (and considering all the nothingness we had driven through, Abilene looked like a sophisticated urban paradise), the air cleared and we saw more windmills. They were similar to the ones in California, but about 3 times bigger (see pic below). You know what they say: Everything's bigger...oh nevermind.
Well, we finally achieved our primary goal (no, not just getting to Dallas): LL got to hold Teacup. Nirvana at last.
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