Buc-ees
May. 8th, 2026 03:23 pmWhen we were young we used to drive out to Oklahoma waiting until it was really hot so we could all enjoy the station wagon with no air conditioning all the way out and back. One of the places I always wanted to stop at was Stuckey's. My parents were smart enough not to stop there. Actually I don't think we stopped much of anywhere.
Today I made up a bit of that. We passed a Buc-ees and stopped. If you don't know, Buc-ees is a huge gas station with the best bathrooms anywhere and some of the nicest staff and stay that way 24 hours a day. You can walk into the 2 acre Buc-ees store at 3AM and be greeted by someone who will 'welcome to Buc-ees' all cheerie and stuff. That time of morning is special. We were there this morning but it was 11ish and not insane. But the people watching was a treat as always and the shelves were perfectly stocked, the food was hot and ready, and the bathrooms were immaculate. It is a finely tuned machine. I'm sorry I can't send you some Watermelon Cotton Candy but I can send you pictures:

The kitchiest wooden wavy placks I've ever seen just outside the bathroom. This one dimensional photo does not do them justice.
FOOD FOOD AND FOOD:







This is a picture standing in the center of the store looking one direction:

Same amount of room going the other way.
This is an entire wall of every kind of food you can think of. Across from this wall are rows on rows of shelves filled with chips and such. This wall has candy and jerky, and such.

And, of course they have T-shirts commerating the Buc-ees Nascar entry:

And who could go on their camping trip without a double burner, three basket, oil fryer. Turkey and fries!!!!

There is so much more. So much.
And the people who buy it all.
I used to drive up from San Diego to Venice Beach so I could sit on the sea wall, drink a beer, and watch the circus go by. Buc-ees reminds me of that. More clothes but similar people.
