"The Paris Of The Midwest"
They used to call Detroit that. Gregg and I spent Saturday in Detroit, staying at my favorite place, the Westin right in the airport, and took a little detour while enroute to visit his mom. But, first, here's the parking lot at our hotel:
Next, there's the périphérique, the road on the way into the city (I guess, in Paris, they could have a big croissant):
And here are a few shots in passing from Detroit's Left Bank ("in passing" because we were in a hurry, and because Gregg wouldn't let me get out of the car, lest I get shot). First, here's the decaying Montparnasse train station:
Here's the view along Boulevard St. Germain.
Rue du Bac.
And, finally, a view from Neuilly-sur-Seine, aka Chesterfield Township.
To be fair, Neuilly would be more like Birmingham, where we ended up later for dinner with Elmore and his wife, but I was too cold then to take pictures, so you'll have to make do with Chesterfield's finest miniature golf.