Driving into a downtown rust-belt, faded-beyond-hope American city every weekday is a death trap.A suicide rap.
And downright depressiing.
So, the drive through Bucks County to run an errand yesterday was like sitting in the optometrist's office getting an eye exam and having him/her adjust the lenses until everything comes into focus.
Downtown rust-belt, faded-beyond-hope American city: "Better…... or Worse?" Worse.
Upper Black Eddy: Better……. or Worse?" Better.
I had forgotten the quaint villages, the farmland, the pre-Civil-War stone houses, and the sheep, cows and horses of Bucks County. Somehow, I had expected this area to be overdeveloped, and the foul taste of urban blight had deadened my senses to the possibility that hey, it's not ALL ugly.
Some may think I am crazy, but it reminded me of Ireland.
Seriously.
