I love going to big cities. It is funny how they pull my emotions two ways. I love them because they have so much history. They have big beautiful buildings with all those little architectural details they never take the time to do anymore–or more likely don’t have the money to do anymore. But then they are also so dirty! As I was walking to the train I was pretty sure the stairs I was using would crumble underneath my feet (they were halfway gone already) and I would land right in a puddle of sludge. It makes me so grateful for my little Pleasant Grove. And Pleasant Grove does have some great architectural gems. Just not quite on the level of Chicago.

Photo is Spudart’s via Flickr.

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