I intended to publish a "Guess Where I Am" blog post during a recent trip but never made the time. So I'm not actually there anymore… But guess what lovely city is pictured below!
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| It's a city with lots of new glass |
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| and signs of old industry. |
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| Tall old buildings tucked among the new shiny ones |
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| and houses perched at the top of snowy hills! |
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| Pretty reservoirs. |
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| Pretty snowstorms through the windows. |
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| While I was there, I disposed of some enemies |
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| and engaged in sundry other misbehavior. |
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| Won't you be my neighbor? |
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| In fact, it is possible to ride a little red trolley in this city. It's a funicular, called the "incline" by locals... |
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| and takes you to the top of one of the biggest hills in the very hilly city… |
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| of beautiful Pittsburgh, PA. |
(Thank you to my sisters, codenames: Cordelia and Apocalyptica the Flimflammer, for being the kind of people who think it's hilarious to be photographed being thrown off a bridge.)
ETA Sunday morning. Just in case any of my blog readers decide it would be hilarious to dangle a loved one over a drop for the purposes of creating a Kodak moment (and having just remembered about
seabane), I figured I'd point out that it does, in fact, require massive strength to dangle a person. Much more strength than I have and I expect more strength than most people have. If you look closely at the picture, you'll see that Apocalyptica is holding herself to the bridge and is well-balanced, with me there to tip her legs down should anything go wrong. Please don't dangle your people! :o)
