Texas - it's a whole other country

My brother Curtis flew in today from Austin, Texas to attend a conference. I picked him up at the airport, took him and his colleague to their hotel, and then brought my brother home to meet G. This all took a little longer than I'd planned for, partly because the airline lost his luggage. Well, they claim it's just on a later flight, and he might even have it by now. In any case, we had to wait at the baggage claim until it was clear that his bag wasn't coming out, and then he had to wait in line for a while in order to fill out a form. By the time we got home G was already in bed (although it was only 8:30 - why doesn't he ever go to bed that early when he's spending the night with me?) He wasn't asleep, though, so we got him up to come over for a short visit. The first thing he said when he got to the door was "I like your brother, Dad." He also said that Curtis looks like a cowboy, I think because of the hat he was wearing. I should have taken a picture of them together, but I didn't think of it. Anyway, we kept the visit short both because G needed to go back to bed and because Curtis was starving. Curtis and I walked over to the restaurant around the corner and had some excellent sandwiches. Curtis was surprised at how hot the peppers that came on the side were - he expected to find only wimpy peppers in Massachusetts. I let Curtis borrow a shirt in case his luggage doesn't show up before his presentation tomorrow. We took pictures of each other, and then I took him back to his hotel. We're going to try to get together again on Tuesday. Here's a picture - can you tell which guy spent the day in airports and on planes?
Neither can I.