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On Monday morning we awoke planning to reach Waco, but we got side tracked by an errant attempt to locate a Best Buy so Ann could buy a lens cap. I won't go into the machinations of locating one, even when trying to use both of our 'smart' phones, or how we eventually (and accidentally) stumbled upon one and how we were so surprised that my wife did an all-too-quick u-turn in the street, dumping a rather sizable container of ice-cold water into my lap. No, you don't want to hear all that!
And, I'm really sure that after you read this sad tale, and after you learn what it took to get the lens cap, and when you understand just how wet my underwear and shorts were, you'll acknowledge the personal sacrifice I made in the cause of the lens cap, and only then can you appreciate that three hours after we bought the lens cap I accidentally dropped it onto the ground --- it broke, into several pieces ... uggghh!!!
Instead of that long, sad tale, I will give my impressions of Monday morning in Odessa. There were many men around our motel dressed in heavy one-piece work outfits. They all worked for energy companies with bland, forgettable names. All drove white trucks packed with tools in the back and with catchers on the front that could move an entire herd of cows. On Sunday evening, they had all looked tired from a long day; most were gone by Monday morning, but not before eating up all the available breakfast that our motel served that morning. They did manage to save me a piece of sausage.
We were out of the motel room by 9am. As we drove through Odessa, my view was filled with industrial buildings, piping equipment and oil rigs. The equipment suggested people here worked hard. My other impression was that land is cheap, or at least was cheap. All the endless industrial companies we passed on Monday morning on our way to nearby Midland seemed unconcerned with how they organized their stuff. Stacking didn't seem to be a concern, as everything was horizontal. Space was cheap, stacking wasn't necessary. Those were the thoughts that bounced around my head as we drove to the Petroleum Museum.
We arrived at the Permian Basin Petroleum Museum just after it opened. When we entered the building we were told that the entire history portion of the museum was undergoing an $18 million dollar remodel. Obviously that wouldn't do us any good, but they did have a few exhibits -- gems, paintings, and race cars -- that we could view. Since we were there, we wandered around and looked at those for a short time. However, I really wished we could have see the main oil history exhibit.
After wandering inside, we went outside to see their drill and pump exhibit (I can't say these are the right terms, because there wasn't much to guide us). We enjoyed the outside exhibits, partly because the rigs were painted different colors. It was kind of a carnival atmosphere. Apparently, nearly all the outside exhibit equipment were functional, too.
After the Petroleum museum, we drove to the small town of Snyder. There we found a triangle shaped Sinclair gas station dating back at least to the 1950s, if not earlier. Little is known about the history of the gas station online. However, while we were taking pictures a woman came by and told us some history. She'd first used the station in the 1950s. Over the years owners came and went, but the station was always kept in good shape. The current owner has restored it and gathered old gas station memorabilia and put it inside and outside the station. The woman sharing her story was very pleased to tell us that the station had never been vandalized. There are things outside the station that could easily be taken, but for some reason no one has.
The woman also told us to go look at the buffalo statue near the town square. So we did. The statue commemorates the shooting of an extremely rare white buffalo (only seven have been recorded ever shot). The man who shot the buffalo was J. Wright Moore; he became a very successful buffalo hunter, killing around 22,000. It's no wonder the buffalo were so quickly decimated.
While in Snyder, I stumbled upon something called Frontier Texas. It was the number one favorite thing to do in Abilene (according to TripAdvisor), so I told Ann we were going to go to Abilene.
When we arrived at the Frontier Texas Museum, there were no cars out front. We thought it was closed. But, we ventured inside. In fact, it was opened and we had the place almost to ourselves.
Frontier Texas is a museum dedicated to telling the intersecting stories of war and treasure seeking by all the different races in central Texas. Ann and I both enjoyed the way they told the stories, the meandering nature of the exhibits and their use of video (some clever interactive videos). The final 'presentation' is in a 360 degree theatre (with spinning seats) that tell Texas stories. If you are ever in Abilene, I'd say give it a try.
Rather than try to make it to Waco Monday tonight, we decided to stay in Abilene. On Tuesday morning we plan to drive to Buffalo Gap and see its western town, then we'll be heading to Waco for the Dr. Pepper Museum and Dog museum.
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