New Mexico to Texas
After a night in the Pancho Villa State Park, which we nicknamed “The Most Confusing Campground in the World,” we managed to find the park exit and headed to Texas on the I-10, dropping down through El Paso onto Highway 90 to Marfa, Texas, a small art town made world famous by sculptor Donald Judd.
The most notable sight on the drive to Marfa was a group of vultures enjoying a coyote by the side of the road. We had to assume it was Wile E. Coyote himself, as we saw a roadrunner scurrying past looking triumphant.
For our camping spot I picked El Cosmico—I told Jim this was because it would give us a taste of the artsy vibe of Marfa, but really, it was that I found out they had a grove of hammocks you could hang out in.
El Cosmico is a “hotel” made up of vintage trailers, teepees, safari tents and yurts that you can rent. You can also tent camp, or as we did, park in a secluded area of the parking lot.
We arrived to find a group of high school seniors setting up tents in the meadow, a feast being cooked up in the communal kitchen, people in city clothes hauling sleeping bags in fashionably stenciled wagons to their teepees, and a live band. We noticed the band’s touring stops and dates roughly match our route for the next several days, so we may run in to them again!
We enjoyed a fun, if slightly noisy night at the campground, and a morning of sipping free coffee in El Cosmico’s minimalist/southwest/lobby/boutique/lounge area before heading out for some of the sights.