Detroit, Again

Somehow, I ended up in Detroit again. Clinton Township, to be more precise; about 30 miles northeast from Detroit. The strange thing about this area was that there weren't any freeways. All you have to get from one place to another are these long, straight stretches of road, with not a whole lot to see other than trees, powerlines, or one or two-story buildings. Here, take a look:

This is what you see for miles and miles. As you make a turn, you hope that the scenery will change a little bit...

Nope, still the same. Except now the sun is in your eyes.

Overall, a disappointing trip. I didn't even get a chance to pick up some more of that delicious cheese popcorn.

The one interesting nugget from my trip: my rental car had a pull string inside the trunk if somehow find yourself trapped inside:

I love how the diagram at the end of the ripcord advises you to run once you get out. I guess nine times out of ten, it isn't a very positive situation to be trapped in someone's trunk. It's also made out of glow-in-the-dark material, so you can find it easily while you struggle in the dark. What will they think of next?