Pensacola, FL is a beautiful city, and I don’t for a second regret deciding to live here. But I have come to realize that no matter where I go, Texas will always be my home. While I wouldn’t describe what I’m currently feeling as homesick, I definitely miss some Texas comforts that Florida just doesn’t provide. I miss:
This may come as a surprise considering I thought Texan drivers were the worst. No. Florida drivers are terrible. No one signals when changing lanes. They drive under the speed limit…like all the time! (Pitch Perfect, anyone?) Half of the cars on the road have a tail light out. Since I’ve been here, I’ve almost been side swiped and the guy looked at me as if I appeared out of thin air when I honked at him. And no one likes to let people in their lane if they can help it.
HIGHWAY SPEED LIMITS
Unless I get on I-10, which is very rare because it’s located fairly north in Pensacola, the speed limit is 55 or lower. So it takes forever and a day to get to your desired destination. Also doesn’t help that people like to go 35 in a 55 on a one-lane road! (This really happened and before you ask, no, I didn’t kill anyone.)
It’s humid here. All the time. It’s so sticky and stifling that I would rather risk thunderstorms and random tornadoes central Texas is prone to than deal with this humidity.
I’m joking…kind of.
No one knows the struggle of having to shop at a Wal-Mart for groceries if you’ve never lived outside Texas. I’ve also made the mistake of entering a Wal-Mart after 10pm, let me tell you, never again. They don’t sell fajita seasoning. Or chorizo. Or those delicious, fresh HEB tortillas I took for granted all these years.
On the same subject, I took all those Tex-Mex restaurants for granted back home. That’s because they’re a dime a dozen. I have yet to find a place that makes delicious breakfast tacos that I crave.
Florida does have it’s beauty. The beaches are gorgeous, and the water doesn’t look or smell like raw sewage. It’s easier to explore other cities/states since they’re not separated by days of travel. And there’s a lot of outdoor activities Avery and I need to take advantage of while we’re close to the coast, like parasailing!
But let’s face it, everything’s BETTER in Texas!