<p>Funny story to illustrate the Ann Arbor > Detroit concept. My mother is a court transcriptionist for the Wayne/Washtenaw area and as such she is exceedingly paranoid about crime, as she gets all the nitty gritty details of thousands of violent crimes in the area per year. When I was growing up I was literally not allowed to go to Detroit, ever. If any of my friends were going or I wanted to go to a hockey game or something I couldn’t go, and my family would never go. When I turned 18 I had friends move to Detroit to attend schools there and I thought I’d be able to go visit since I was 18, but I didn’t own my own car, so the rule changed to “THAT CAR ISN’T ALLOWED TO GO TO DETROIT!” My boyfriend of two years lives in Detroit when he isn’t at school, and even though it’s only 30 minutes away I’ve never been allowed to go to his house. So, even up to age 20, my parents have effectively banned me from Detroit. Like, seriously. I’ve been to a few Wings games since I turned 18 since some of my friends have cars, and that’s probably the only time I’ve seen Detroit in the 20 years I’ve lived in Wayne County.</p>
<p>My mom loves Ann Arbor and isn’t worried about me being here at all. Her biggest concern is me wandering into traffic and getting hit by a car. XD</p>