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Detroit, Michigan

Reports of Detroit make it out to be a rough city, with not much to do or see (unless you like watching cars being built), and the major tourist activities being hide and seek (from muggers), running (from muggers) and avoiding stopping at traffic lights if you want the wheels still attached to your car when you drive off again. The official guidebooks try to temper this impression by stating that Detroit is no less safe than any other major American city. So, still pretty dangerous then!

Fortunately I wasn’t going to have to run for my life looking around Detroit. Leaving Indiana I was stuck on the highway for a couple of hours while emergency crews cleared some power lines that have been driven into and were lying across the road. Then, similar to most places in America during the summer, there were miles upon miles of construction (no signs of people doing any work, just lots of cones), followed by a few thunderstorms and downpours. So by the time I got to Detroit, it was time to go straight to the ballpark, without a chance to look around the city. Shame! Maybe I’ll have a look around some other time after trading in the Dream Machine for a Sherman Tank.

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Did you know that if you go due south from Detroit, you end up in Canada? Me neither!

Anyway, the Detroit Tigers have a brand new ballpark in the downtown area. And judging by all the tiger statues around the place they had a few tons of concrete left over when they were done building the place. Inside the stadium there are several more statues of old baseball players in uncomfortable poses, all surrounded by more concrete tigers of course.

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The game itself was pretty uneventful, despite the best comedic efforts of a group of irritating toe-rags in the cheap seats, and only an over-the-top performance of ‘Take me out to the ball game’ by someone who described her occupation as ‘performer’ provided some entertainment. Especially as it would have been much more appropriate if she had been singing ‘Take me out to the pie shop’!

And then the game was over. And the gentle jog back to the Dream Machine began, partly because I didn’t want to be on the streets any longer than was absolutely necessary and partly because I didn’t want to leave it unattended any longer than was absolutely necessary. My luck held out once again though, and everything was fine when I got back (four wheels, roof still attached, windows intact, that kind of thing). Not wishing to push things I decided to head for the border.

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