We didn’t see many towns as we drove through the hills. Then out of the blue we arrived in Marathon. Marathon is the first of three towns – Marathon, Alpine and Marfa.
We stopped and had the best hot dogs ever and a good milkshake at a little diner. People were very friendly and they fell in love with Carmanah. I walked down the street and found a little French grocery with lots of organic produce and other stuff we like to eat – a definite sign of tourism.
We could have stayed longer, but wanted to get to Alpine to fill up the van with propane – we need it to heat the van at night.
On the way out of town, we saw a pack of wild boars by the side of the road. There are three million feral pigs in Texas and they are not friendly. They were a ways back, so I stopped to take a picture. The pigs were already running in the opposite direction, but Ghis came out holding a big stick just in case. My hero!
