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Travel and Detroit
I had a great weekend in Chicago, but I'm once again travel-weary. I have two half-unpacked bags sitting in my bedroom, one from Chicago and one from New York. Tomorrow (too) early in the morning I leave for Ohio, for work. Just a 3-day trip, but still.... I'm tired, that's all I'm sayin'.

Other than that, I'm going to Wisconsin and Colorado in October. Both for awesome reasons, but still.... with luck I won't have to squeeze an Ohio trip in there also. I'd do okay with personal travel, if I weren't doing so much work travel. Or vice-versa (well, maybe).

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Alphie and I visited Detroit this evening, with our friend who rides a motorcycle. It was such a fun trip! We cruised Woodward, all the way down to the river. We saw the Spirit of Detroit and The Fist, we soaked up the delicious breeze on the riverfront, and we saw some beautiful neighborhoods.

Not many beautiful neighborhoods though, unfortunately. And lots of neighborhoods that used to be beautiful, once, too many years ago. Falling apart, burnt out, boarded up. But you could see how magnificent they were once. So intriguing and fascinating to look at. Such a tragedy, really.

Riding through some of the seedier parts of Detroit, I found myself feeling a bit uncomfortable. But I knew we were on a fast motorcycle that could get us quickly out of a bad situation if necessary. Also I knew I was not alone, and that helped.

But at the same time, it made me sad that I should be uncomfortable. Especially when we were just riding through neighborhoods, even if they were run-down. I mean, there were people sitting on their front porch, there were some people hanging out with friends under a streetlight -- I was embarrassed that I was thinking about how I might have to run away from a place that was their home. People live their lives here, how sad that I should be nervous driving through.

And yet, practically speaking, it is wise to be somewhat nervous, to be a cautious. There are all kinds of reasons why it's important to be extra-aware of your surroundings, even when you're giving yourself a little sight-seeing tour of the city. Unfortunately. I just would prefer it didn't have to be that way.
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renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 20th, 2005 10:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
That's a cool story, and a good reminder!
pi3832 From: pi3832 Date: September 14th, 2005 06:13 am (UTC) (Link)
If it makes you feel any better....

When I was working in Kingman, AZ, I made a lot of business trips to Newark, NJ. Going there was bad, but coming back you're fighting the Westerlies, and it was much worse: a 6 to 7 hour flight. (That's in the air not counting boarding, etc.)

And that just got me to Las Vegas, NV, from whence I had to make a 100 mile drive back to Kingman.

Between checking out of the hotel, returning the rental, checking in at the airport, etcetcetc, I would sometimes spend almost 12 hours traveling.

Though, in the end I wouldn't have minded so much, except that I was going to Newark. Blech.

I remember more than once sitting in the airport in Las Vegas, looking out across the desert at mountains in the distance, which were backdropped by a brilliant blue sky, thinking to myself, "Why am I leaving here?"

And now I live in Cincinnati. Humph.

Anyway, my point being, you could do worse than traveling from Detroit to Cleveland. Buck up, little camper.
netmouse From: netmouse Date: September 14th, 2005 01:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm there with you. need to finish unpacking from the last ttrip and pack for the next one.

*hug*
jeffreyab From: jeffreyab Date: September 14th, 2005 02:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
So when are you and Elphie getting your own motorcycle?

How often do you visit Adrien?

I notice she lives in the midst of some fun looking neighbourhoods.

I always try to unpack in the laundry hamper as soon as I can and then do laundry.
the_leewit From: the_leewit Date: September 14th, 2005 04:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
Next time you are in Chi-town, remember that I still owe you lunch!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 20th, 2005 10:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oooh, yes! (:
nishar From: nishar Date: September 15th, 2005 03:13 am (UTC) (Link)
People may live there, but always be careful in scuzzy areas.
From: (Anonymous) Date: September 17th, 2005 03:16 am (UTC) (Link)

Beware Detroit

You can feel bad for feeling scared or apprehensive, but soon after the savages put a bullet in you, you'll feel nothing.

Beware of Detroit, it has earned its reputation through many years of disregard for others and themselves.
cannibal From: cannibal Date: September 19th, 2005 09:08 pm (UTC) (Link)
Mightn't one feel more vulnerable on a motorcycle, without a wall or window, however thin, between one and the outside? Like Howard's daughter getting her door opened and purse stolen while driving in Highland Park... you can't lock your doors on a bike.

An armoured tank would be that much safer, of course. Especially on snow and ice!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 20th, 2005 10:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
A window doesn't really make me feel less vulnerable, does it you? In fact I feel like I'm more aware of my surroundings on a motorcycle, and I KNOW it can roar away much faster and with more agility than a car.

Now on a bicycle, I would be much less comfortable.
cannibal From: cannibal Date: September 21st, 2005 06:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
The probability of threat events which being in a car with a locked door and windows rolled up would mitigate (someone grabbing you, hitting you, a pothole big enough to disable the motorcycle) is higher than the probability of threats with greater impact that it wouldn't mitigate (someone shooting you, throwing a brick at you, a pothole big enough to disable the car). So yes, you're more vulnerable on a motorcycle.
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