Marfa used to be the middle of nowhere as well as the armpit of Texas until they built an art museum and started filming Friday Night Lights there.
Our car broke down in Marfa some years ago so we went to the cafe/post office/hotel/drug store to wait for “George” to finish working on it. While there we met a man whose VW had broken down 5 days before. He was stuck because the part that “George” needed to fix it was coming in by bus from El Paso but the bus only came once a week. Unfortunately it had pulled out just before he pulled into town. We called the mechanic “George” because he spoke no English or recognizable Spanish and we couldn’t figure out his name. The guys at the local dealership said they just called him “George” so we did too.
Then there is also Tonopah, Arizona (not Tonopah, Nevada – that’s a bigger place) it consisted mostly of a single building, a cafe/post office/city hall/gas station/bath house. Actually, the bath house was a small hut next to the main building but very close to it, and you paid for your bath in the cafe/etc. Its current population is 1809 but I believe it was smaller back then. It certainly looked smaller.
“Tonopah is surrounded by mountains on the north, west and south, and opens to the east into the Hassayampa River. One of the outstanding features of this area is the thermal water, which led to the opening of hot-bath houses in the 1930s.” From
http://www.arizonaguide.com/wheretogo/City.aspx?ctid=539
And finally, wilderness camping in various spots, including the State of Sonora, Mexico, the desert in Arizona, near Dinosaur Provincial Park not too far from Drumheller, in various parts of Texas where the huge amount of noise made by armadillos stomping through the brush made your heart stop at night, and at Angel Falls, Venezuela. Those were all definitely in the middle of nowhere.
I rather like the middle of nowhere, for a while at least. But indoor plumbing has its attractions.