Kingston v. Le Ray

I had a long week­end in Kingston, Ontario. It is a beau­ti­ful town with awe­some archi­tec­ture and wide­ly-avail­able Orange Crush. Their annu­al busker fes­ti­val was also this week­end, so the streets were full of street per­form­ers, play­ing instru­ments, telling sto­ries, doing mag­ic acts and acro­bat­ics. I had pou­tine, sushi, and cor­nish game hen. On the way back to Cleve­land, I end­ed up in the scari­est place I’ve ever seen; Le Ray, NY. The entire town of Le Ray con­sists of a Super Wal-Mart, a McDon­ald’s, and around 500 sub­di­vi­sion­al clone-hous­es. Every­body was dri­ving an SUV. I got the hell our of there as fast as pos­si­ble. I thought I’d fall­en into the Twi­light Zone. I much rather pre­fer places with char­ac­ter.