Detour

Still moving towards Austin, our GPS thing, which is currently directing us in the voice of Darth Vader, sent us on a weird detour into the countryside. We drove along on old dirt roads through dried up farms and plains for a good while, wondering what infact we were doing there. The smell of oil here was completely overwhelming to the point of becoming a stench but the landscape was pretty. We understood the stench when we saw an old fashioned oil pump on a field besides us. Soon it became apparent that all these farmers had pumps and some even refineries on their land. It seems to fit in with the whole idea of being as independent and selfreliant as possible. Texas...