It's funny to me how I'm attracted to certain things without understanding why. My love affair for Bath started with my love of Jane Austen in high school, and I knew I had to go there. My husband was working, so I got to tour the city all by myself. Which was actually better for me because I didn't have to explain things. LOL I didn't have to say, "Oh this is where Captain Wentworth met up with Anne..."
Anyway, I've been fascinated with the Texas Longhorn symbol. I thought maybe my son might go there. He loves Texas and his affinity is for the Alamo (And England, he'd love to live there too.) But he's applying for colleges, and I said he had to apply to be a Longhorn. My friend who is a high school counselor told me, I might as well put him in Stanford. Which means, it's too hard and expensive to get in, so probably not worth our time.
Luckily, I called him from my layover in Texas and told him, "I got my Longhorn shirt. You can go where you want now."
Are there places you are drawn to and you can't explain? I don't think it's a writer thing because my son is no writer.