Flying J Travel Center — El Paso

My destination for the day was another 50 miles up the road, but I was exhausted from driving across Texas, and pulled off at this exit. The Truckstop across the street had signs posted, so Flying J it was. I parked amongst a gauntlet of box trucks to the right of the store, and slept. It was very loud, it did not feel safe. And, when I woke up in the morning and was about to leave, a man blocked my car in with his truck and was out looking at the front of my car. He moved when I asked him, but it just all felt very sketchy. Maybe I was just paranoid with it being so close to the border and El Paso not being the safest, but I probably would not stay here again unless I really had to.