


I realize this isn't technically Abilene, but there's never been a better reason to hop on Highway 36 than this little Texas town.


I realize this isn't technically Abilene, but there's never been a better reason to hop on Highway 36 than this little Texas town.After a four-year hiatus from the place I’ve always called home, I returned to Abilene this week. Since then, I’ve heard the same thing from my barista, a grocery store clerk, my dentist and a stranger at the dog park, “I tried to leave but I somehow ended up back in Abilene.”
Me too, I said. You may have read the banner on this blog and laughed at the thought of someone saying Abilene is “magical”, but if you’re reading this from your home or office in the Big Country, something must be enchanting enough to keep you around.
I myself am not quite sure what’s magical about Abilene, yet. I spent almost 20 years in town and never considered it because I didn’t know anything different. I left to attend Texas Tech and upon returning, here’s what I’ve observed:
Abilene smells better than Lubbock.
West Texas friendliness doesn’t seem to stretch much past Snyder.
Abilene snow cone stands are irreplaceable gems never to take for granted.
Short list, I know, but this blog will be dedicated to chronicling all my additional finds, of which I’m certain there will be plenty.