i was flying from connecticut to new mexico with a stop in dallas. what was meant to be 2 hours ended up being 5 days.
granted, my view of dallas was soured from the get go because i didn’t want to be there in the first place, but still…
the people were reasonably nice on the whole. although i’ve never been asked by so many people if i was “a believer.”
there’s not much to do in town, and i couldn’t really afford to travel through it anyway. i don’t give a shit about football, so going to bars was pretty out of the question as everyone in the entire state of texas was glued to the tv watching various matches.
and if you try to take a greyhound bus out of dallas, be sure to have mace on hand. bus station is as sketchy as hell.
sorry this isn’t more informative, but there you go.