I didn’t quite “get”
I liked it though. A lot. Like every other city, I found it fascinating. And
Of course two days wasn’t long enough to get to know the city. I didn’t see but a sliver of it. However, from what I saw, I know I will be going back, not once or twice, but several times, in hopes that one day I will finally “get” it. Or at least know the place well enough not to get lost in its maze of streets.
A few sketchy remarks based on less than two days’ of observations:
Jonestown and parts of Little Italy reminded me of certain districts of
I did not get to check out Johns Hopkins campus – bummer, but I did get to hang out at a strip of restaurants/bars crowded with
Wheelchairs – I’ve never seen so many homeless in wheelchairs – a very sad sight.
Streetcars! And trams – last time I saw one was before trams became completely extinct in Yerevan – this one looked just as beat up and shabby as the ones that used to shake the streets of Yerevan. Except they were white. I don’t think white is the best color for trams, do you?
Steam- steam coming out of every crack on the ground – is hell geographically located underneath this city?
And many tense, unsmiling faces…
There wasn’t really enough time to see a lot, between aimless walks and constantly getting lost and wandering to parts that we knew we should have better kept away from. And this time, both due the lack of time and plain common sense, I stayed away from one of the greatest weakness of mine in any given city – the slums. Maybe it was the reputation of the city that had preceded itself, or maybe because I got way too many warnings before going on this trip – I did resist the urge of letting my curiosity guide me further than a few steps towards what seemed like a sketchy neighborhood. My curiosity, in fact, has landed me in very absurd, and not always safe situations on more than one occasion in the past. Getting in trouble in
I did like