Triphap - Funny Travel Stories and Travel Horror Stories

At an unfinished motel in Terlingua Ghost Town, Texas—an old mining town “revived” by artists, naturalists, hippies, and more than a few people with less than a few teeth—we followed a sign that said “Office” around back to an old camping trailer, flanked by a pile of scrap wood and a plastic kiddie pool. There we found two men outside drinking beer, watching a TV that sat on an old washing machine. One (later identified as a bounty hunter) directed us to his wife in an end-room of the motel. Gesturing to a barber’s chair and sink, she told us she was “keeping up with her hair appointments” while they were under construction.

Our room was comfortable and clean, though the walls were fiberboard. We were the only guests. When we asked if there were any restaurants in town, the innkeeper replied “Oh yes! Four!” as if this was an overwhelming selection. Four or five shops were scattered randomly on unpaved roads among houses built from still-crumbling ruins.

On the second night it rained so hard that rivers formed in the sand—the result of a hurricane on the coast. I landed in a... read more >>