Tourist In Your Hometown, Part 1: Ellie across the Border

Alright, so first "Tourist in Your Hometown" and I'm cheating a little bit because this isn't based on our hometown at all. In fact, we're not even talking about being in the same country as our hometown. We hail from metro-Detroit, and with just a half hour drive from our houses to the motor city you can be face to face with city of Windsor, Ontario across the river.

Detroit is a great place to live because of a lot of reasons but one of the best is its excellent locale. A short drive south will land you in Ohio and with a journey across the bridge or through the tunnel, you can be in Canada for just $4.50. And when it comes to searching for concert tickets, that gives you a lot of options. 

H & I were just in Windsor last Thursday for the Ellie Goulding concert (see my obsessive post here). This is the point in post where I'm going to need to talk about how utterly amazing she was live. Her whole show was perfection and I couldn't stop smiling the entire time. The level of happiness I was at for that moment rivaled that of whenever I think about Ireland (if you know me, you understand how remarkable that is to be on a similar level). And that hair, H & I have talked about her hair numerous times since she walked off the stage. 

*Please excuse the poor quality of my iPhone pictures and note that we were much closer to the stage than the pictures suggest.*

In addition to hosting venues that are easy for Michiganders to attend, Windsor is just a lovely city that is so different from Detroit, which is astounding based on how close it is. As many people know, Detroit can be a little rough, a little dangerous if you don't keep your wits about you late at night. Its definitely not a place where you see people walking their dogs past midnight, at least not very often, but that's exactly what Windsor was like, suburban feel in an urban city. 

I also want to mention that they graciously accept US Dollars, probably due to the high number of 19 and 20 year old Americans that come to the bars, which is unprecedented back in Detroit where Canadian pennies are things you're always trying to sneak into your change without them noticing. So spend those loonies and toonies while you're on Canadian soil (we spent ours at Burger King, but you could probably get more cultural than that) and try not to get lost following the signs leading you back to the USA.

Windsor is a place that I've underutilized, but definitely somewhere that I'll be going back to, especially since Canadian poutine is so accessible. And you only need a passport card/enhanced license to have your phone send you this message (although sometimes you might get it while still in the US):

Okay just one more picture of Ellie...

Instragram @elliegoulding via http://web.stagram.com/n/elliegoulding

Until then,
-J