Arriving to Van Horn after 2 AM, I sought any motel that would allow me to rent through tonight and checkout tomorrow morning, instead of simply checking out later this morning. I was refused by nearly a dozen of them, a fun way of progressing from the introductory motel row to the residential heart of town, home of a handful of churches. Setting off numerous canine alarms amid my search for the best church, I finally found the Baptist church to be quiet and calm enough for a good rest. Strategically choosing the least visible spot I could, I settled in for over eight hours of sleep. Just as I’d packed up everything, the pastor and a friend found me. They were very polite, but preferred I seek shelter elsewhere. I came to the KOA Campground, where I am now, and have been hosted to a free night’s stay + delicious restaurant dinner. A writer for the Advocate, Van Horn’s local newspaper, also found me here and interviewed me for the local story. I’m appreciating Texas more with each step 
Halfway through my day from Sierra Blanca to Van Horn. I love these surroundings!!
Halfway into my day, here’s a 30-second look around:
Last night’s sunset. This is why it’s so important that I always remember to look back amid moving forward…
Yet another MAJOR milestone. Next time zone shift happens the day I reach the state of Georgia on foot.
Sixty seconds on the highway at night (“What it’s like”)
Van Horn Baptist Church, this morning…
And this was me arriving last night, utterly EXHAUSTED!!!