Snyder Texas to Roswell New Mexico.

After the cow on a plate we went back on the road to try to cover as much Texas as possible, we got to Snyder, a small town surrounded by oil & wind farms. The drive took forever; just remember that Texas is larger than Germany, England, Scotland, Ireland, Northern Ireland, Belgium and the Netherlands combined.

Tumbleweeds roll across dusty dry ground, cacti bloom in desert sands, endless skies contain blazing heat (a comfortable 106F average): Central and West Texas is the stuff of Hollywood dreams. Drive along I-10 and there’s a whole nothing to see.

Go south or north and it’s a different story. Big Bend National Park – a moonscape of desert mountains and deep arroyos – is a river-running, mountain-hiking paradise. Outside the park, small-town surprises and historic hotels, await. The state’s tallest peaks rise from Guadalupe Mountains National Park, to the north. And in the far west, El Paso is a town in a whole different time zone from the rest of Texas.