You moved to a beautiful place, my friend. Welcome home.
When my wife and I first moved to Wylie (small town near Dallas), I went to get a hair cut at the local barber shop. A man came in the shop, took his hat off and put it to his chest, got on one knee in the middle of the shop and sang a country ballad. He got up, sat in the open chair and got a 'cut on the house for the tune. Turns out he was the Mayor, and he and the barber were golfing buddies and had been doing that for years.
Sounds corny, but that was a really memorable moment for me. I instantly felt like I was "home".
