Who knew a bunch of liberal city slickers would love Texas? For a state I've always associated with George Bush, big oil, and political ideologies that veer towards secession, I have to say I found myself smitten with the vivid, larger than life facades and the endless, big blue skies of Amarillo, Texas. First stop was The Big Texan which Billy drove 90 mph to get to in time for Renae to catch The Kentucky Derby (Go Super Saver!). For those of you who don't know, if you order a 72 ounce steak at The Big Texan and eat it in its entirety, you eat for free! Seeing as how I'm recovering from curiously flu-like symptoms, I wasn't so bold. Neither were Billy or Renae. The Big Texan is also host to a series of slot machines, optical illusion portraits, and cowboy style shoot 'em up games,the latter of which Billy and Renae indulged in. And yep, Billy got a 32 ounce beer with a free mug. Sucker!










Next up was the Cadillac Ranch. As the pictures indicate, the Cadillac Ranch consists of ten Cadillacs buried face down in the earth. In spite of the signs requesting you don't spray paint, people come from all over the country to leave their transient mark on the automobiles. We didn't spray paint, but we did climb atop the cars and gaze out onto the wide open ranges of Texas, mystified by the vastness of the land. Everything seems bigger in Texas, and this locale is no exception. For as annoying as the fierce patriotism of Texans can be, days like this make it easier to understand.