The road home
The rest of Saturday was hauling ass to Marfa via Carlsbad and Van Horn. Pretty scenery but I wouldn't recommend the route to anyone in a hurry, especially Rt. 54 if it's just rained. I hit one of the low-water crossings too fast to see it was flooded and if there had been more than 6 inches I might still be in the rental car somewhere downstream.
Got into town too late and exhausted to partake of any Saturday night activities. In fact this time my Marfa experience was limited to a motel room with a non-functioning TV remote and an early-Sunday hour in the laundromat. At least they try and make doing laundry a little interesting there by giving the machines names.
Laundry done, I blew town and was back in Austin by late afternoon. I regret not getting into the Paisano again this time, but in fact it would have been a waste of a good room, so wasted I was from driving through desert storms much of the day.