See also: Treasure MammaL's "The Real Talk Diaries: The Road to SXSW" Fort Stockton is one of those small towns that takes you completely by surprise with its personality as you drive through it. The kind of place that makes road trips special.
We drive out of town and toward Lyndon B. Johnson's birth town, blasting Hot Chip remixes, and pass a neo-hippie van from Oregon, packed with bongos, guitars, and sexy, unshaved indie youth. Our passengers wave to one another. A cute girl with dreads and a nose piercing lights a cig without rolling down the windows. Maybe we'll all meet again in Austin, but probably not.