I left Del Rio and wondered about what conditions existed in the other towns along the stretch of Route 90.
Route 90 is a road that runs parallel to the border. There is a buffer zone between Route 90 and the border. Some of the lands looked to be privately owned. There are border police everywhere on the side of Route 90. There are desert roads where they are stationed. They have a white SUVs, and many of the times, it is a single person in the vehicle.
There was no one on this road. It was all straight, and I punched the Honda up to 110 mph for a few minutes just because I could. Then, I ran into a dust storm on 90, and it wasn't easy to drive. My car got very dirty. I thought it might be better to keep on pushing through the storm. I did run into some other cars going the other way, but not many.
In Sanderson, there is an option for you to get off 90 and go on 285, which leads to the interstate. A sign strongly suggested that it would be better to take 285 rather than stay on 90. In Marathon, 385 branched off to Route 10, but I do not remember seeing a sign saying use the interstate at the 385 junctions.
There is no cell service between the towns on Route 90 as it is a total blackout. You could get a SIRUS Radio signal, but SIRI was not at her best.
There was public art along the way like the PADA store in the middle of nowhere and the exhibit of the movie Giant.