I Guess I’ll Have to Find a New City to Call America’s Armpit.

I Guess I’ll Have to Find a New City to Call America’s Armpit.

One Friday afternoon, Ethan said to me, “let’s go to Cleveland”. No offense to Clevelanders out there, but without hesitation, my exact response was, “ew, why?”

I’ve heard since I was a little girl from my Ohioan mom that Cleveland was “the armpit of America.” Those are not exactly words that would inspire anyone to want to visit. But, he insisted and being the travel-lover that I am, I wasn’t about to turn down an adventure - even a questionable one.

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