Don't mess with Texas.
Man, Texas is awesome. At least Austin is. Everyone here is nice, they'll make eye contact and introduce themselves and talk to you, and they don't even care that you're from out of town. And the Mexican food is real Mexican food, and the Tex-Mex is real Tex-Mex, and you can buy belt buckles and bull horns from cute cowboys, and go swimming in 30-foot-deep natural springs (where divers get trapped), and juggle and ride flame-shooting bikes, and go hang out at a co-op with a record of police party busts (helicopters and all!). This could be home, definitely.