A city girl in Texas

I flew into Texas today for work, and it felt ... weird. I've traveled for work quite a bit, but never alone. It felt freeing and lonely at the same time. The drivers here are not as aggressive- even during rush hour. I made it a point to try some texas bbq- and it was pretty decent despite the non-five star looking place. Ok- decent is a bad word here. It was actually good. During landing I was half expecting to see like a huge cow boy hat or something that would marker that it was texas (the only marker were the endless steakhouses and the George Bush Highway). I expected dirty looks from southerners who'd never seen a "colored" girl before (I'm not white- er caucasian)- either mistaking me for a mexican or... something else. I did get looks (mainly because of my T-shirt that said "NY Attitude" on it) but everyone was pretty friendly. So far Texas ain't so bad- just kind of hot and sort of boring. But this is a city girl talkin- it takes a LOT to impress me.