Detropia: Rediscovering My Hometown

It would be disingenuous to say that I've always loved my hometown of Detroit. Growing up in this gritty, manufacturing laden area has produced conflicting feelings for me over the years. Not being a big fan of mass production, unions or sports, this city seemed so foreign to me as I was growing up. For many years I was embarrassed by it wishing I'd grown up in a more sophisticated, worldly city like New York or Paris. Over 16 years ago I moved away from Detroit to live in San Francisco, Chicago and Denver; and frequently travel to many large cities: London, New York, Paris and Madrid among others. Along the way I discovered that I love urban environments. The diversity, the decay, the revival, the creativity...intrigues and delights me.

In discovering new cities I've rediscovered my home city--and myself. Like my former hometown I'm scrappy, upfront, diverse and have survived many challenges . This new found love affair is why I'm backing this project on KickStarter about the decay and revival of this iconic city and my former hometown. I hope you'll join me.


Maybe it's springtime or the fact that I haven't been out of the country in a while but Paris has been on my mind. To wit, I re-watched Something's Gotta Give (which ends in Paris), just finished reading The Sharper Your Knife, the Less You Cry (a story of a writer who attends Le Cordon Bleu) and have been listening to lots of French music lately even though I can't speak the language. Like at all.  I even almost picked up a book about mothering the Parisian way even though I don't have children and have no plans to have them any time soon. I'm so Paris obsessed that I actually considered it for a nano second.

Pretty sure this means that I need to get a trip to one of my favorite cities on the books soon or else all that sexy French music I've been listening to is going to turn to the depressing sort like Mon Dieu by Edith Plaf. Which, may be a lovely song but makes me feel more desperate than all French and flirty.

On this lovely spring day I thought you might enjoy this rendition of La Mer by Julio Inglesias that I've had on repeat lately.  I'd put the song right in this post for you but the embed code is disabled. 

So you'll just have to settle for this photo of the Eiffel Tower that apparently Kimberly Vardeman took when she went to one of the best cities in the world without me. Um, not that I know her personally. Is it too big a favor to stow away a random stranger? When it's Paris, I think not.

Me prendre à paris!

Before I start donning berets, drinking red wine for lunch and smoking cigarettes.