Doug has worked for a company that is headquartered in Troy, Michigan (a suburb of Detroit) for many years, during which time he has made countless trips to the area. He also made some great friends out here, Darrell and Jan, who I’ve wanted to meet in person for years. Yet in spite of a few plans made here and there, it’s never come to pass that I’ve found myself in Michigan.
We finally made it in the van (new state!), and though we spent a fair amount of time in the state, we actually did very little in terms of seeing things on our list. Doug was busy with work, and it was the wrong time of year for many of the things on our list.
However, the most important thing did happen: I finally got to meet Darrell and Jan, and I loved them just as much as I thought I would (we’ve been Facebook friends for a long time, so I practically knew them already).
Darrell and Jan made us eat and drink a lot, and graciously hosted us in their home for several days. Did I say that they also made us eat and drink a lot?
Rosa Parks and Aretha Franklin
“Moulin Rouge” at the Detroit Opera House
I’ve been wanting to see the musical Moulin Rouge for years. I’m not sure why, since I’m not a big fan of musicals, but Doug likes musicals and scantily clad women, so he was game to go. I’d never seen the movie, so didn’t know what to expect at all, but I somehow still didn’t expect what we got.
There’s not much plot — as is common with musicals, in my humble opinion, I might add — and at some point you’ve seen the ladies doing the same “this move is very sexy, no?” grind over and over (and over). The costumes were lovely, the singing was in tune, the set was clever and alluring. Overall, though, I thought the show was just “okay.” But everyone else loved it, so don’t take my review as a reason to skip it. I’m just no fun.
Detroit Eight Mile Wall
You must brace yourself if you don’t know about this already. Back in 1941, a developer was looking for financing for a subdivision he wanted to build right on the Detroit city limits, but he ran into trouble due to the proximity of a black neighborhood (it should go without saying here that the new neighborhood would be Whites Only). The solution was to build a wall.
Yes, a literal wall to separate people on the basis of race. It’s just a half mile long, one foot thick, and only five feet tall (with an additional foot buried in the ground). When I saw it, I couldn’t believe how insubstantial it was. No able-bodied person would struggle to get over it. It is such a slap in the face to the black residents. Imagine being a child growing up in the shadow of that?
A portion of the wall runs through Alfonso Wells Memorial Playground, where it is now decorated with images invoking the Civil Rights movement. It’s known as the Birwood Wall or Eight Mile Wall due to the roads in proximity. It’s also known as the “Detroit Wailing Wall.”
Good Eats in Detroit
OK, this is not a Detroit thing, but we did it while we were there, so here we are.
We went to Kura Revolving Sushi Bar, where the drinks are delivered by a robot and the dinner choices amble by on a conveyor belt.
You tug on a dish you want and the lid pops open. You pay by the dish, so it’s easy to try lots of different things.
If there’s something you want that hasn’t come your way, you order it with a touch screen, and it gets delivered by another conveyor belt.
It was a lot of fun!
Books, Movies and Music
These are some books we read/listened to and movies we watched related to our time in Detroit. All are affiliate links.