The south. It's different from the west.
They pollute their tea with sugah and call it tea. You have to specifically ask for NON-sweet tea.
The air is thick. It feels like you are swimming in it the moment you step outside.
It's 30 below zero in most indoor places. Which means you must dress in layers: light clothes for outside and heavy clothes for inside.
They post little plaques on their restaurants that say things like this (and yes, I really did see this last night):
We respect the rights of gun owners, but it is our policy to not allow guns inside our restaurant.
Just think how many daisy waivers would pass out if they read this sign back in little ole' Portland.
And they talk funny here.
Other than that, it's delightful. Seeing signs like "Nashville" and "Knoxville" made me feel giddy and slightly light headed. These are places I supposed I would never see.
So, ya'll come back now, ya hear!