Nestled in the sprawling and desolate land of West Texas, is a gem named Terlingua. It takes awhile to understand it. Some folks never do. In this town, the postman is your bartender. The musician is a school teacher by day. And, the few dozen residents that live here are respected for their reclusiveness and eccentricity. The high desert land is marked by ruins of the old Chisos mining company as well as shells of old, rusty cars and buses.