Misadventures vol. 1, iss. 3
For our next misadventure we went to check up on the local YWCA.
That night, having decided that we needed to educate ourselves, we dropped in on the local community college.
Detroit - It begins
Misadventures, vol. 1, iss. 1
I arrived in Detroit by plane at 1 AM, and my long-time friend, Joel, picked me up and drove me to his place: my lodgings for the ten days I'm in this city. On the way, he warns me that he lives in "the hood." It's not that bad; only half the buildings are vacant or burned; the neighbors are polite and wave hello as you pass. There's even a friendly neighbor who - upon noticing our late-night activity - came in to the house in the wee hours and offered to sell us a variety of clocks, all guaranteed "brand-new."
In the morning, we played badminton in the front yard. In the afternoon we explored Detroit.
