Livonia, Detroit

Finally, a quiet day. Up early to get to La Guardia, once I’d flown in there wasn’t going to be much in Livonia, a western suburb of Detroit-that is, it is situated in the west, not full of saloons and people with itchy trigger fingers. Though some probably are carrying guns. That makes for a great day, one where I can catch up with photos, blog, laundry, tv, laziness.

La Guardia is only 9 miles or so from Manhattan, but has no subway station. The cheapest way to travel is by subway to Harlem then get a bus. I considered a taxi, seeing as my flight was at 9.40am and needed an early start even without a broken journey, but then found a happy medium.

A stark road scene, with little entertainment or art visible
Barren, featureless desert.

She looked into her crystal ball and told me the NYC airporter bus ran from Grand Central station, six blocks away, every half an hour. Perfect.

I was early, getting the 7.30 bus, but so were most of the others on the plane and we all sat I the waiting area at the airport together. The chief flight attendant was Scottish, it took me a mo to identify the accent. Once we landed I was lucky in getting my bag but not in getting past people on the escalator so missed the first bus. I killed an hour and caught the next-which was delayed the four minutes I had needed the other to wait. After a change of bus I was through some of the suburbs and left with a 2.5 mile walk to the motel, passing wide empty parking lots but mostly operating businesses. Not quite the Detroit badlands, but not a thriving metropolis either.

I was there bang on the 3.00 check in time and lounged, before wandering back whence I came for some shopping and dinner. Glorious empty day.

Large Ford building, with sign outside
Motor city, baby.

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