As we say in Florida, DON’T NEW YORK MY FLORIDA.....and we mean it...
Moving from El Paso to South Alabama, a California family noticed my uhaul and asked where I was moving. I told them South Alabama.
They told me they were moving to Florida. I made sure and reminded them to leave whatever they left there, and vote like the rest of us when they get to Florida. They assured me they would.
Don’t come to Florida. If the ‘skeeters don’t get you then ‘gators will. If they miss you, then you’ll die of heat and humidity just walking out to the mailbox.
Almost every county has its own county shooting range open to the public. So do a lot of the gun stores. We have Castle Doctrine and Stand Your Ground and soon we’ll have Constitutional Carry. So folks will shoot you, accurately, for looking at them wrong. Even the manatees (especially the manatees - hoon!) are dead shots.
If you live near the coast, every decade or so a hurricane will come by to try and scrub your house away.
So steer clear of Florida. You won’t like the critters, you won’t like the weather and you won’t like your neighbors.
And we in Texas say “Don’t Californicate My Texas.”