So I'm in Cleveland for some training. Alas, there aren't any convention center carpets for Mickel to look at, but I was expecting this to be about as fun as chewing broken glass. I was talking with my wife yesterday about what we thought Cleveland would be like. The first thing we both thought of was Philly. I'm sure that there are a lot of things to love about the City of Brotherly Love, Ben Franklin, and Rocky - but we never saw them. Instead we drove through a neighborhood between I-95 and Independence Hall that left us looking straight ahead and hoping that we'd still have a car after we saw the sights.
Cleveland on the other hand, has been quite nice, relatively speaking. The city has one of those gentrified feels to it, where the older buildings aren't tenement housing or grafittied husks, but places for hip people to live. I've been told to avoid Prospect Square at night (so named because of the johns who get picked up here) as well as a lot of the East Side. Nevertheless, as I look across at Jacobs Field, I think that this is actually pretty nice. I feel safe and there's some cool architecture here, including more old school cathedrals than you can shake a stick at. I have seen cathedrals with Baroque, Byzantine, Gothic, and Renaissance influence here, and that's quite amazing. In addition, the homes look like A Christmas Story. It doesn't get much better than that, does it?
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Mr. Webb once said, "Cleveland is the armpit of the nation"
When I was originally going to post about Cleveland, I thought of titling it "The Cuyahoga Crotch." Then I got here and the city redeemed itself. I'd declare Delta, UT as the nation's armpit.
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