Trying to get in the Buc-ees down in Foley is an accomplishment all to itself.
Yeah, that's a weird setup. I stopped at that one around midnight 3 or 4 weeks ago and and when I turned in off the Beach Express, some car that was exiting Buc-ees was bearing down the wrong side of the road headed straight at me. I would have been pissed if they'd killed me. I didn't even have my cheesesteak burrito yet.