In between a queer and a transvestite I myself nestled with a lean, awaking in Detroit via urban dogsledding(AKA Greyhound). Marijuana is potent in this city, the herbal sent flows in the current curving my lips concave up :) Already off the bus and a guy asks me, "you've been to prison haven't ya!" I already like this city.
After coming up with a few ideas as to what to do around Detroit, I message Dylan, the great music treasure finding extraordinaire. The man has an amazing sense for what is good, great, and beyond.
"Hey I'm in Detroit. What would you do?"
"Hookers in Corktown. Auto Show on acid. Catch a show at PJ's Lager House. Find a pack of wild urban dogs and assert your dominance as the alpha male. Try not to die."
"So far I'm scamming off a hostel for a free sleep in, tonight is the grand reopening of Saint Andrew's Hall headlining all Electronic Music, tomorrow I couchsurf with a random and head to Pontiac for late night rave, Sunday fun day, Monday is urban terrain exploration with urban and suburban abandoned building adventure, and Tuesday and Wednesday is squatting at abandoned houses with an Anarchist group I discovered on Couchsurfing.org. Your above statement is duly noted and will be exorcised. I'll try to do both auto show and casino on Acid Thanks Dylon, my trip here will be me most memorable now."
January 18th 2013
