Detroit

Detroit was a pretty amazing experience. We did so much in so little time and Cathy and Phil were the most amazing hosts. Unfortunately our plane to New York has been delayed for about four hours. Even more unfortunately the long delay surrounded by expensive shops having amazing sales caused me to run amok. I am now the proud owner of a new pair of shoes and a gorgeous silk dress. Hopefully we will fly out soon or there will be trouble.  

The ticket below is from the Rivera and Kahlo exhibition that Cathy took us to. It was wonderful. We also saw the amazing murals that Rivera painted on the Institute walls in the 1930's. It was a very emotional exhibition filled with pain due to Frida's miscarriage in Detroit.

And here is the Van Gogh that we rushed over to see. After all the time with the main exhibition we only had time to look at poor old Vincent for a nano second.

Here are the lovers.

And below is the fabulous Black American Museum. Another very emotional experience.

A lot of time was spent on the history of slavery.

This is a picture of the deck of a slave boat and when you flipped it over......

You saw how all the slaves were packed in for the majority of the journey.

And then for a little light relief Cathy and I had a dance in the Motown exhibition. Here we are blurrily dancing to Aretha Franklin's RESPECT. Luckily we were the only visitors in the museum.

Next day we visited a park and Tom and Cathy played tennis and I went for a walk. I overheard these two dudes talking about following the way of the Buddha especially in relation to parenting a two year old boy. Apparently the answer to everything is that you don't know anything.

Just beside them an excited young girl was catching an enormous carp.

Unfortunately it broke the line and fell into the rocks below. The helpful dudes did know one thing. They knew how to pick up a fish. They helped to pick up the fish by the gills and threw it back into the pond.

The ducks didn't care.

I walked on and saw a happy reader. In fact the entire park was full of happy people.

This little girl had just come up from jumping on rocks in the stream.

And this Greek family were picking grape leaves to make dolmades.

And then we returned home for a well deserved drink.

We only saw a tiny bit of Detroit. We saw some of the abandoned buildings and street art and graffiti but mostly we saw the comfortable suburbs and the great museums. There was much more to explore but now we off to New York,  if our plane ever arrives.