Up near Newfoundland. That's far north Texas.
Down here in the Heart of Texas, if it don't have a stinger in it's mouth, it's got one in its tail. The grassburrs bite the ankles. We have fleas the size of housecats and ticks that just suck a dog dry to the bone.
Summer heat looks like a nuke just hit, and winter winds don't have the promise of snow to moderate the temps, and hold in a little heat.
The girls are gap-toothed and ugly, the men are slow speaking and quick to anger.
Honestly? Call the State Department and ask what shots you need before you venture into the Heart of Texas.
It's an ugly place.
If I owned hell and Texas, I'd rent Texas and live in hell. ;)
Only bright spot is that Texans never exagerate.
/johnny
Sounds wonderful!!! ;-)