Marfa is a strange little town indeed. Located way out in West Texas, Marfa is home to quite the buzzing artistic community. You can learn a lot about Marfa all over the internet and I'm sure it's on more than one of your "must visit" lists, but frankly most of the reasons people give you for making the trek out there I could care less about.
I've never visited an art gallery there, haven't seen the concrete building blocks of wonder and also have not taken my picture in front of that iconic storefront. Yet, despite my laundry list of "have nots," I still yearn to head out to Marfa again and again. One of the great things I love about West Texas in general is that it is what you make of it. Your West Texas adventure could be completely different than mine and I think that's fabulous.
When we ventured out there a few weeks ago, almost the entire town was shut down. With nothing to do, barely any place to eat and grab drinks, Chris and I set out to make our own fun. That's one of the things I cherish the most about coming from a small town, you're rarely bored.