You leave El Paso. Final destination, Marfa Texas. The Mystery Lights. So close, 3 hours away, yet still so far. Driving the 10 East you look for the 90/67 South. Once the city limits slip away it feels so long on the highway. In Southern California we aren’t use to this sort of driving. Stop and go is more our thing, the never ending horizon line at 80 miles an hour is not the norm.

Once you turn south it’s something different yet again. The few buildings that dot the highway disappear instantly and all there is are clouds and sky, mountains on distant horizons and beautiful grass you hadn’t thought would be there is dancing in the wind.

One broke down, half abandoned town before you and the end. Then out of no where.

PRADA.

Skid to a stop on the side of the highway. Thank god there’s no traffic in the middle of nowhere. A piece of art made to die. Shoes and purses of fashion icons in a cattle punching culture.

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