A few years back, I was chatting with a stranger on a cruise about how I grew up in Michigan, not far from Canada. I explained how my mom used to hop the bridge to visit occasionally and really loved it. The stranger turned his nose up at the thought of Windsor, Ontario being a great place to visit. He was from another more popular part of Canada and insisted there wasn't much going on in that part across the Detroit river.
Until that moment, I had high hopes for the moment I finally got the chance to visit for myself, but I let the dream fizzle after that conversation. The last few times I've gone home to see my family, the idea kept popping up in my brain - like a postcard from the dentist. I'd think yeah, I should probably go, but not right now.
Well, let me tell you, I finally got back to the dentist after way too long away, and I finally made plans to cross the bridge to the Great White North.
And I loved every minute of it.
We had the most lovely date night at a shockingly affordable price (with wine! after tip!), walked around a cute little holiday market, toured some Christmas shops, had a nightcap at a cozy cocktail lounge, and chatted with some very friendly faces.
Why did I wait so long to visit?!
If you're reading this, take my advice: don't listen to strangers on cruise ships!
The views from the waterfront looking over the Detroit skyline were my favorite part. It was too cold to linger and get the perfect snaps, but the memories I captured have been saved to disk for sure.
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