We pulled into this Exxon for gas on our recent I-20 adventure. From the chain-link window protectors to the two thugs slouching on the tire filling pump, this place screams "locals only." Eyebrows raised as my daughter and I got out of the car. We jumped back in immediately; I had flashes of that scene from National Lampoon's Vacation where they get lost in a bad part of Chicago. We clearly did not belong. Luckily, my husband pulled up to the wrong side of the tank. When he got in to turn the car around, I urged him to get back on the highway and find another gas station. Travelers, keep driving. This place is scary. In fact, I'd skip this exit all together. read more