Sounds a bit like where I live, except I'm in Virginia. On the top of a hill, back behind all the neighbors, in the trees. Just old us and an old dog, and a couple of cats who live outdoors. Can't see the neighbors from either deck, although we can sometimes hear them if they decide to party in the yard when the weather is warm. Eh, they don't do it often. Part of the reason a lot of folks live in the country is that we don't want to have to answer to nosy neighbors for every sound we make, or take some junk for it if we need to work on a car outside. Any more, some of these neighborhoods with homeowners' associations are just over the top with regulations about what a person can do on their own property. I think we are just too uncivilized for all that.
Went to Texas once. The beef barbecue was awesome. I was aggravated at myself afterwards because I was in Dallas with a rental and didn't even think to ride through Dealey Plaza. Actually don't think I left the hotel except to go out to eat that once for barbecue.
Have a cousin who loves Myrtle Beach. Every time I turn around she's posting pics of it, and her own sandy toes
on FB. I've only been once, but spent enough time in Florida when I was younger to really be over some of the fascination with beaches. I go to Va Beach in the fall, when the crowds die down, but I go to see and hear water, not to get in it. Almost drowned at Va Beach when I was about 20, got caught in the undertow, and that ended my fascination with being in the ocean.