East Lansing, city of snow. Detroit, city of…a fancy restaurant and a far-away theatre! These two cities were a total blur for me. I flew in, I flew out, I flew in, I flew out, I flew in (and so forth). I remember a lot of snow in East Lansing, and a lot of nothing in Detroit, except for one fancy restaurant and lots of warnings not to walk around on the street by myself. Sorry, with six flights and three cities and two load-ins and two load-outs in one week, I didn’t have time for photos.
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