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.

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  1. Hahaha. Honestly, I’m all for putting that right on Kingston’s sign:

    Welcome to
    KINGSTON ONTARIO
    Orange Crush Widely Available
    Pop 150,000

  2. If you did that you could expect a steady influx of Americans in search of orange-flavored nirvana. I was devastated when they stopped producing it in the US.