Sunday, May 28, 2006

"I said Welcome to Detroit City
Every place, everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That's what's good man they all say Tricky"

The Mister and me did a road trip to Windsor and Detroit.
Sorry, I couldn't find a song that had Windsor in it's lyrics except for that one cool song where Johnny Cash spits out every city in North America to music.

Anyhow, we almost didn't cross the border because The Mister didn't want to deal with the Customs Officers, and their home security questions.
But, then decided "oh what the hell"...
This time the Customs Officer didn't even lean forward. He seemed more interested in why we would drive such a long way for such a short time.
"You drove how far, to do what?"
And then The Mister launched into the whole "We do road trips. It's what we like to do" schtick. C.O. raised an eyebrow above his sunglasses twice while listening, and then waved us through without looking at the passports The Mister had at the ready, or asking for any I.D.

We parked and passed this cute old guy to the right playing a Hungarian sounding waltz.

We had lunch at the Tunnel BBQ, which is apparently one of the oldest restaurants in downtown Windsor.
There's a whole story about Helen and Harry Racovitis (to your left). He was Greek, she was was love...and in 1942 they opened a restaurant steps away from the Detroit/Windsor border.

We drove by this couple who looked like they were trying to cross the street. I snapped the shot, and then The Mister said "Look!" and I saw in the rearview that they were standing in the middle of the road in a tango pose kiss. Did I get a picture of that?

And then The Mister agreed to stop into The Guardian Building. I originally saw shots of this building on dETROITFUNK, and finally had the opportunity to see the building in its splendor for myself.
It really is impressive.

Detroit has certainly cleaned up it's act since the last time we were there.
The old buildings downtown, many of which look like they were built at the turn of the century to the 1940's are beautiful, now that they've been cleaned up and restored.
Unlike Toronto, which just loves to destroy historical buildings and replace them with glass condo like structures, Detroit seems to be embracing it's former glory.
It's very nice.

No trouble getting back...the Detroit/Windsor border seemed somewhat more relaxed than Buffalo/Niagara..or maybe it was just all the Memorial Day festivities that had them in a convivial mood.

Back now.
Work tomorrow.