And not just because of the weather- which, compared to Nebraska, was great(we missed the big blizzard of '09 while in TX)- but because of the fellowship. I have to admit I was a little worried about staying in someone's house for ten days. We usually have to beg to stay at a friend's house along the road, and I always feel with our big family we are imposing, and we eat too much.
But our hosts in TX(a family the same size as ours, so I didn't feel bad about eating too much) demonstrated the kind of Christian hospitality I have yet to learn, and we all had a blast. Even in our church we haven't (as a family) found another family so similar to us in lifestyle, numbers, and ages.
Texas itself was alright. Warm weather, great, but I'm not sure I will ever understand the enduring Texan desire to secede. And during our stay there, a cockroach crawled up my leg, scarring me for life. Nebraska, at least, does not harbor monsters of that size. It was the fellowship that made our time in TX memorable. It was wonderful!