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Look, “amenities” for us is bathroom doors that don’t allow someone to watch you poop (for free). We don’t even hope for clean. Perhaps an interesting filth that we can record and show our friends.

At least in my experience, it’s just a novelty, like a mall with a roller coaster inside. I have a Bucc-ees full body swimsuit because my wife looked at them and physically recoiled because of how tacky they are (I went back alone to get one and surprised her when we went swimming). They have branded 1/4 lb “chocolate” disks with the horrible skin-beaver imprinted on them. They sell “beaver nuggets” that are something like Corn Pops and Cheetos had a baby, but drier. They have a jerky counter (somehow more expensive than regular jerky, never tried it), a fudge counter (lots of flavors, pretty sure I tried it, but it left no impression), and grab and go barbecue sandwiches (the brisket’s more fat than meat, but the rest are decent). I have no complaints about the hot (temperature) candied nuts. I actually don’t think I can get those anywhere else nearby. Then there’s a kitschy home goods section and a clothing department that sells things with the skin-beaver printed on them. That’s about it.

It’s a bit like Disney opened a gas station, but worse (They should. Some people would kill for access to Dole Whip). It was absolutely packed at first, but not now, as far as I can tell. I think the rarity is the selling point, and people will stop caring as they expand.