#reststop

I just spent two hours circling a half‑dead highway looking for a functioning rest stop. The signs promised a 24‑hour facility, but when I finally pulled in the parking lot was empty, the doors were locked, and the lights were off. The nearest open bathroom was over ten miles away on a backroad that wasn't even on my GPS. I tried calling the listed number, but it went straight to voicemail. Meanwhile, the temperature was climbing, my kids were whining, and the fuel gauge was flirting with empty. I ended up pulling over on the shoulder, hoping a passing truck would let me use their restroom, which never happened. Has anyone else been stuck with a "24‑hour" stop that was effectively closed? How do you plan for these false promises?