Our Marfa Trip
Our Marfa Trip
The first morning in Marfa, I woke up to someone knocking on my bedroom door. Except it wasn’t my bedroom door. It was the window. I peeped outside and there was a kitty meowing me right in the face! Kitty alarm clock? Yep! Zachary had snuck outside and was holding a kitty up to the window and playing with the kitties that lived at our AirBnB house. It was funny and so cute and definitely the best way to wake up. So naturally I had to go outside and join him and play with the kitties (and the chickens!). Yes, there were chickens. It was the most magical little place.
The next morning we grabbed coffee and breakfast at this shop in a little warehouse-lot-house-thing, which I found out is the norm in Marfa. 100% hipster, including high barista, which was a little funny, but we were like, please…we’re in desperate need of caffeine and nosh, stop cracking up at the bread slices. After that we started exploring town and went into galleries, stores, hotels, bars and took lots of photos…did the Marfa things. Then we went to the Chinati exhibits. We kept asking ourselves what we were supposed to see/feel/appreciate in the extremely modern/minimalist art, since there was no information visible and the curators didn’t tell us diddly. We left with no answers. But maybe that was the point? Still confused.
After all of that we went to Planet Marfa for a much-needed drink and recharging. Coolest, weirdest, best bar ever. Then we went to Prada to get “the shot”. It was a fun little weekend, and I want to go back soon because there was still lots we didn’t get to do. Maybe stay at El Cosmico? Or Hotel Saint George. However, I loved our house that we stayed at and I would stay there again and again forever amen.