I’m a little shocked at how amazing a gas station can be. I mean, I’ve done the Houston to San Antonio drive more times than I can count, but I’d never stopped in the Buc-Ee’s until this weekend. Why? Oh, the intimidating parking lot for one. I mean, seriously, hundreds of cars and trucks completely surround the building. Plus, since I fill up before a big trip, I never actually need gas by the time I get to this part of Texas.
That being said, I just had to see what all the fuss was about. The billboards are cute and that stupid beaver is just too adorable.
The parking wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. Sure, it was crowded, but not overly so and it was definitely possible to find a spot anywhere. And considering how many cars were in the parking lot, the store itself was pleasantly uncrowded. That is mostly due to the fact that it is ENORMOUS! The left side is a bunch of touristy junk (and by junk I mean I wanted it all. . .and left with an Aggie pacifier. . . .umm, yeah, I don’t have a kid and I don’t know who I’m gonna give it to, but I just HAD to buy it). The center has a bunch of food, including great cuts of meat, jerky, premade food, cheese trays, etc. The right side was the obligatory snacks and other devilish temptations. The one downside for the hubby (and an upside in my opinion) was the lacking of books, magazines, and audio books. Those suckers are always overpriced at gas stations and I was glad to not have them around to tempt us.
The lines move quickly and the staff was pretty friendly. I can see why people make it a tradition to stop here on their road trips and I’m sure we’ll be doing that from now on!