10 Funny Little Things Tourists Do In Texas That Locals Find Endearing

Spend five minutes in Texas and you can spot a tourist instantly. Not because they’re doing anything wrong, but because they’re doing everything with so much enthusiasm.

They’re wide-eyed at the size of the trucks. Shocked that “a short drive” means two hours.

Ordering brisket like they just discovered fire. Whispering “y’all” like they’re test-driving a new personality.

And honestly? It’s kind of adorable.

Texans notice it all. The dramatic reactions to the heat, the way visitors treat Buc-ee’s like a theme park, the cautious first bite of something properly spicy. But here’s the thing: nobody’s mad about it.

If anything, locals are secretly charmed. Because seeing Texas through fresh eyes?

That’s a reminder of just how big, bold, and wonderfully over-the-top this state really is. Here are funny little things tourists do in Texas that locals can’t help but find endearing.

1. Calling Every Freeway “The” Something

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Pull up to almost any Texas intersection and casually say “the 35” or “the 10,” and you’ll catch a local doing the smallest double-take before they jump in to help you anyway. It’s one of the easiest tourist tells in the state, and somehow it never stops being funny.

That little “the” comes naturally to a lot of visitors, especially folks used to California highway talk, and Texans have heard it so often it’s basically become an affectionate giveaway.

Here’s the thing about Texas freeways: they aren’t just roads, they’re institutions. Interstate 35 runs from Laredo up through Austin and Dallas, and people talk about it the way you talk about a complicated relative.

You love it, you complain about it, and you definitely know it by name without needing a definite article.

So yes, “the 35” versus “I-35” sounds tiny, but in Texas, context is everything.

Tourists will confidently announce, “Take the 10 west,” like they’ve done it for years. A local will clock it instantly, then still guide you like a traffic whisperer, calmly calling the right exit so you can merge without panic.

And with more than 80,000 miles of highway, Texas gives you plenty of chances to slip that “the” in. Luckily, it’s also a perfect icebreaker when you need directions fast.

2. Planning A “Quick” Drive That Is Secretly Half A Day

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Texas distances look friendly on a map until your snack is gone, your playlist has looped twice, and the view still looks exactly the same. That is when most visitors learn what Texans already know: you do not casually cross this state in an afternoon.

From the far west to the eastern edge is roughly 800 miles, which is wider than the entire trip from Chicago to New York City.

Tourist road trip optimism in Texas is honestly impressive. Someone will say, “We’ll do San Antonio for lunch and catch Marfa by sunset,” and a Texan will pause, take a slow breath, and gently explain that Marfa is about six hours from San Antonio on a good day, even before stops.

The realization on someone’s face is priceless every time.

The best part is the confidence is completely real. Maps can be sneaky, especially if you are used to states where cities that look far apart are only 45 minutes away.

The good news is the drive is often the payoff. West Texas, especially, feels cinematic, with huge skies and golden light that make the extra miles feel like a reward.

Locals secretly love these accidental road trip stories because they are a rite of passage. If a Texas drive has surprised you, you are starting to get it.

3. Assuming Barbecue Is A Single Dish Instead Of A Whole Universe

Assuming Barbecue Is A Single Dish Instead Of A Whole Universe
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Walk into a serious Texas barbecue joint and order “some barbecue” without naming what you want, and the person behind the counter will give you a patient, slightly amused look. Because in Texas, barbecue is not one dish.

It is a whole universe. Brisket alone can start an argument that sounds like a graduate seminar: point versus flat, bark texture, smoke ring, fat rendering, how long it rested, and whether it was sliced at the right moment.

And that is before you even get to ribs, sausage, turkey, or the pulled pork some places now do with real pride.

Texans will politely agree when you say you love barbecue, then immediately hit you with follow-up questions like it’s a personality quiz. Do you lean Central Texas, where the meat is the main event and sauce stays quiet?

Or East Texas, where sauce matters more and meat is often chopped?

Are you talking beef ribs or pork ribs? Have you tried smoked brisket tacos yet?

Once you stop treating barbecue as a single menu item and start treating it as something to learn, it gets even better. Every pitmaster has a philosophy, every region has its quirks, and locals are usually thrilled to guide you through it.

4. Saying “I’ll Just Pop Into Buc-ee’s For A Minute”

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Nobody has ever just “popped into” a Buc-ee’s. The second those automatic doors slide open and the smell of fresh brisket and warm kolaches hits, time turns into a suggestion.

Buc-ee’s is not a gas station. It is a destination, an experience, a place with its own gravitational pull and a beaver mascot that somehow feels like a lifestyle brand.

The New Braunfels location is enormous, spanning more than 66,000 square feet with 120 fuel pumps outside. That detail alone tells you the scale of what you’re walking into.

Tourists who swear they are stopping for a quick bathroom break often reappear 45 minutes later clutching Beaver Nuggets, a themed travel tumbler, surprise jerky, and a specific joy they cannot fully explain.

Locals grin when they hear someone announce a “quick Buc-ee’s stop,” because they know exactly what is about to happen. Even regulars who have been dozens of times still find something new to taste or stare at.

The fudge counter is its own attraction.

What makes Buc-ee’s special is that it delivers: spotless bathrooms, consistently good food, and an overwhelming, satisfying wall of Texas merch. Walking out empty-handed feels nearly impossible, and honestly, why would you want to?

5. Treating Cowboy Hats Like A Costume Instead Of A Choice

Treating Cowboy Hats Like A Costume Instead Of A Choice
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Somewhere between buying a cowboy hat at a souvenir shop and actually wearing it in public, tourists pick up a tell: the constant adjustment. The hat goes on, then tilts, then gets pushed back, then pulled forward, then tilted again.

It’s a whole little choreography, and anyone raised around hats spots it instantly. A seasoned wearer doesn’t negotiate with the brim.

The hat just sits there, doing its job, like it belongs on that head.

In Texas, the cowboy hat has history that’s deeper than style. The Stetson, often nicknamed the “Boss of the Plains,” was developed in the 1860s for frontier life, built to handle sun, rain, and wind.

Out here it’s still practical gear for ranchers, rodeo folks, and anyone spending long hours outside. It isn’t a costume.

It’s a tool that happens to look great.

The funny part is how sincere tourists are. There’s no irony, just excitement, and locals usually find that charming.

The hat is fine. It’s the fiddling, like it might escape, that gives you away. Want to wear one? Put it on, stop touching it, stand tall, and let it be a hat.

Texas rewards confidence, and a calm brim says you belong.

6. Expecting The Heat To Behave Like Normal Summer Heat

Expecting The Heat To Behave Like Normal Summer Heat
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There is regular summer heat, and then there is Texas in July, two completely different atmospheric events that should not share a name. Regular heat is warm, maybe annoying, the kind you handle with a cold drink and a light shirt.

Texas heat feels like a living presence that wraps around you the second you step outside.

Austin hits triple digits from June through September, and places like Laredo and Abilene have seen temperatures climb above 110°F during heat waves. Houston adds humidity, turning the air heavy so even a walk feels like a challenge.

Evenings can stay warm enough to surprise anyone expecting relief after sunset.

Locals love spotting the exact moment a visitor realizes shade is not optional, it is a strategy. You plan routes around it, memorize which lots have covered parking, and know how long you can stand outside before the heat starts winning.

Texans carry water the way other people carry phones, automatically.

That heat is why Texas traditions make sense: early mornings, late nights, air-conditioned dance halls, and swimming holes. Barton Springs in Austin has cooled people down for generations.

Stop fighting the heat, plan like a local, and summer gains a steady rhythm.

7. Calling Service Roads “Weird Little Side Streets”

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If you have ever driven in Texas and ended up on a road running right beside the highway that is somehow not the highway, congrats, you have met the frontage road.

Also called a service road or access road, it’s a Texas institution so normal to locals they talk about it like sweet tea: obviously essential, no explanation needed. Visitors, meanwhile, often meet frontage roads with genuine confusion.

“What is this weird little side street?” is basically the official first-time reaction. A Texan will explain the whole system like it’s a family tradition, because in a way it is.

Texas has more frontage road miles than any other state, shaped by how highways were built to handle fast travel while still giving local businesses access.

In big metro areas like Dallas and Houston, frontage roads are how you actually reach the gas stations, restaurants, and stores lining the interstate.

The system asks for a specific kind of spatial awareness. You exit the highway, merge onto the frontage road, drive parallel for a bit, then peel off into your destination.

On paper it’s simple, but the first time, it can feel like the road is messing with you.

Once it clicks, it’s honestly brilliant. It keeps local traffic out of the main lanes and gives businesses direct access without constant full exits.

Texas-sized thinking, in asphalt form.

8. Trying To Visit Austin, San Antonio, Dallas, And Houston In One Weekend

Trying To Visit Austin, San Antonio, Dallas, And Houston In One Weekend
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The ambition is admirable. Someone sits down with a long weekend, opens a Texas map, and circles cities with the confidence of a person who has never driven more than three hours between stops.

Austin, San Antonio, Dallas, and Houston in 72 hours sounds doable until you realize those four dots form a quadrilateral spanning hundreds of miles and enough food, music, history, and culture to fill a month.

Austin to Dallas is about three hours. San Antonio to Houston is closer to three and a half.

Dallas to Houston is four at minimum. San Antonio to Dallas is five.

String all four together and you spend most of the weekend in the car, rolling in fried, grabbing a quick bite, snapping a photo, and leaving with forty minutes of real experience. Locals admire the optimism and brace for your selfie face.

Each city deserves its own trip. Austin is Sixth Street and South Congress.

San Antonio is the River Walk and the Alamo’s history. Dallas brings an arts district and the Perot.

Houston’s diversity shows up on every menu. The best move is to pick one city and go deep.

You’ll eat better, sleep more, and fully remember Texas.

9. Underestimating How Serious People Are About Taco Order

Underestimating How Serious People Are About Taco Order
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You walk up to a taco counter in Austin feeling ready. You know what a breakfast taco is.

You’ve eaten them, maybe even built a few at home. Then the person ahead of you orders with the precision of a legal brief, and you realize you’ve entered a world that rewards homework.

In Texas, breakfast tacos aren’t casual. They’re a commitment.

Start with the tortilla: flour or corn, handmade or pressed, thick and pillowy or thin and snappy. Then comes egg style, protein, salsa, heat level, and the math problem of how many to get, because two is never quite right.

In Austin, spots like Veracruz All Natural inspire devotion, largely because their migas taco nails that mix of crunch, softness, and chile comfort that people drive to catch before 10 a.m.

What makes the culture special is how rooted it is in Mexican American tradition across Texas. This isn’t a trend, it’s a daily ritual, practical and satisfying.

Listen to three people in line give three confident “best orders,” and somehow they all sound correct.

The trick is simple: ask. Point, request a recommendation, and stay open.

The taco you didn’t plan on is usually the one you remember.

10. Taking State Pride Literally And Buying The Biggest Version Of Everything

Taking State Pride Literally And Buying The Biggest Version Of Everything
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There’s a moment in every Texas souvenir shop when a tourist spots the giant belt buckle and thinks, yes, this is the one. Not the sensible one on the rack.

Not the cute Texas shaped keychain. The big one, the kind that demands a belt sturdy enough to tow a trailer.

It feels hilarious and perfect until you try to pack, and suddenly you’re doing midnight luggage geometry on the hotel bed.

Texas leans into its own mythology so completely that the merch comes in every size imaginable. You can buy a Texas shaped waffle iron, a Texas shaped cutting board, a Texas shaped pool float, even a Texas shaped charcuterie board.

The outline shows up on everything, and while you’re in the store it all feels strangely reasonable.

What drives it is the state itself. Texas pride isn’t a performance, it’s a real atmosphere, and visitors feel it fast.

A bigger souvenir is a way of saying, I was here, I felt something, and I want to carry a piece home.

But the real Texas stays with you anyway: golden hour backroads, brisket done right, and a stranger calmly helping you decode a frontage road. That’s the best souvenir.