|Sam Houston, Herman Park, Houston, TX|
This assessment is all IMHO (in my humble opinion), please don't be offended.
What we've been doing here in three words:
Eating, Driving, Shopping (in that order, I think).
Celebrating the chagim here has been quite an experience. The synagogue is like a mega-church, choir and all. We ate a lot, every day. And I needed about three times as many outfits a usual because we see the same people everyday and g-d forbid you wear the same thing twice. And then you eat some more.
The highway is your friend. There's no such thing as walking unless you're in a mall. Then you get a lot of exercise because the mall is really big. Exercise=shopping, which brings me to the third point.
Strip centers- they are everywhere and they all look the same. Until you go inside one of the stores and it's a mess, then you know you're in the ghetto. I have visited close to a dozen bookstores here, within five minutes I can give you a ghetto-ness assessment on a scale of one to ten.