I was looking at the NY Times online today and POW! theres a travel story about my hometown Winston-Salem, NC. Here's the lead:
WINSTON-SALEM is a place of unusual juxtapositions. At cafes, immaculately coiffed Southern socialites sit beside pierced and tattooed students from the North Carolina School of the Arts, and an idle brick smokestack from a century-old R. J. Reynolds tobacco plant stands near a domed Cesar Pelli skyscraper that looks like a giant bottle of roll-on antiperspirant.
The writer was quite kind (we all know what that domed skyscraper really looks like) and it made it seem like there was actually something worthwhile to do in the town as long as you are there for no more than 36 hours.
WINSTON-SALEM is a place of unusual juxtapositions. At cafes, immaculately coiffed Southern socialites sit beside pierced and tattooed students from the North Carolina School of the Arts, and an idle brick smokestack from a century-old R. J. Reynolds tobacco plant stands near a domed Cesar Pelli skyscraper that looks like a giant bottle of roll-on antiperspirant.
The writer was quite kind (we all know what that domed skyscraper really looks like) and it made it seem like there was actually something worthwhile to do in the town as long as you are there for no more than 36 hours.
posted by Kevin L. at 6:58 AM
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