The wife and I have gotten Buc-ee’s stops down to a science. I drop her off, if I need gas I get it, then I find a space in the same general vicinity. She goes in and has my order (generally brisket burrito if breakfast, brisket sandwich if lunch), plus the snacks shopping list. After she finishes, she finds me, we might eat in the car, or we might get situated and get on down the road.
We aren’t shopping the t-shirts, insulated tumblers, and such.
It *is* a zoo, generally, but it can be negotiated reasonably quickly.
Way more organized than my family! Kind of like hearding cats.