Austin proclaims itself as being 'weird' and takes a lot of pride in it. I can attest it is 'weird' but not in the fun kitschy way that Portland is, no, it's more like Stepford weird. I can't quite put my finger on it, but something about Austin is a little... off. I'm gonna take some time to think about it and maybe submit myself to a montage of studying, but rest assured, I'll figure it out and post my findings here.
Anyway, the 'City of Live Music' was true to its namesake as loud, mostly shitty music echoed through the streets at all hours of the day. So if you are in to that sort of thing, Austin is the place to be. If you are really into that sort of thing, then consider attending SXSW or as many residents of Austin call it, "The Waiting in Line and Fucked Traffic Festival."
That's about all I have for now. I've got my eye on you Austin... I'll figure you out soon.
[DISCLAIMER: Many of the people from Austin were very nice. Like the knitting woman I met in the lobby of the Driskill Hotel, who was waiting for her boyfriend's band's show to end. She bought me and my screenwriting cohorts a bunch of beer/snacks and told us it was "The Austin Way." Thank you for that, ma'am and letting me tell you the trials of being an artist. You're the tops in my book (which I may or may not write).]