Everything is bigger in Texas (Except for the rest areas)

I have now completely walked across the entire length of three states that make up the great southwest. California. Arizona. And New Mexico. I crossed into Texas last week and have came across some truth in the statement “everything is bigger in Texas.” Everything that is except for the rest areas. In fact I havent even came across a rest area and I am 70 miles across the Texas Pan handle. The rest areas are actually picnic areas. No restrooms. No running water. No big deal when you are sleeping in a tent every night. But what happens when your appetite gets big and you’re in Texas? You go to The Big Texan and you take the Free 72 ounce steak challenge. What do you do when you’re Wes P? You eat thirty two ounces and cut your loses paying 72 dollars for dinner, a tshirt and a cup shaped as a boot. I had a lot of fun. I understood the risk. I understood the consequence if I didnt eat it all. How could I not? I had to sign a waiver in acknowledgement before hand. I even found a few big hearts. I stopped in a small town and do I mean small town called Adrian to charge my phone and wait out an expected rain shower. And The manager of the local gas station Kristi bought my lunch. Later that day I met Anita Little. And not too long after that I met her husband JR and their two teenage daughters. One who which instantly I could tell she was very outgoing. She talked to meet about the sports she participates in and once she started telling me about her running abilities. I had to know more. She began to open up more and more and I knew right away she had a gift worth embracing recording very competitive times for a high school sophomore. She proceeded to tell me that the next day was her area meet and regional qualifier. I knew right then I couldnt miss the chance to see her run the next day 15 miles down the road the next day in Vega. After that I started to get more acquainted with JR. And it wasnt fifteen minutes later he went back to his house to grab me a bowl of spaghetti he had just cooked. We continued our conversation before he stepped away for a minute only to return to look at his girls and ask “are you ready?” I then asked him if he had a few minutes so I could tell him a joke. He said “No you’re coming with us. Where they proceeded to open their home with a couch, a shower, another bowl of spaghetti and a slice of chocolate cake. The next day I walk into Vega to watch their daughters track meet. Throughout the day I was texting with Lindsay Monroe who is also walking across the country heading west. We were planning on camping out together as our paths had crossed. She managed to make her way into Vega. When I asked Anita and JR If they were interested in meeting someone else walking across america and they said sure after they ran a quick errand and would meet us at the local park. Well shortly after running their errand they came by the park for introductions. We talked over an hour and then we all called it a night. Then 20 minutes later JR returns with a pizza for Lindsay and I to share for dinner. Over the next several days Anita and JR would remain in contact with me before we went to an NA meeting in Amarillo where JR was chairing the meeting and where both He and Anita were receiving their 1 year clean and sober chip in recognition for their continuos decision to not use. After the meeting they treated me to dinner. Needless to say there was nothing little about the Little family. Their hearts are big and their love was felt. Then there was the marble size hail. Had to be the largest hail I ever seen. It looked like salt rocks being thrown from the trucks driving by before it poured down chunks causing me to run to the nearest under pass as well as causing all the cars and trucks to park underneath the under pass. It lasted nearly twenty minutes but seemed like over an hour. Then I met Terry who lives in an RV near that underpass and he was kind enough to offer me shelter and a warm breakfast before sending me on my way with a pair of bluetooth headphones. Thanks again Terry. From the Little family, Terry and the marble size hail to a 72 ounce steak and 70 miles into Texas I believe I have only taisted (pun intended) a bite of why they say “Everything is BIGGER in Texas.”…