Steel City Gateway to the Midwest
Trip Start Sep 02, 2013
21Trip End Sep 26, 2013
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Golden Triangle, Duquesne Hill, Southside
We weren't sure what to expect from Pittsburgh, but it was a total surprise. The banks of the rivers which surround the city are dramatic. There are nearly 20 arched bridges which surround downtown Pittsburgh, which lend a nice composition to the city. These details are what makes the urban landscape of Pittsburgh so unique and so striking. Both of us agreed that it was a city unlike any other, and quickly proceeded to our hotel...
The students of Carnegie Mellon, Duquesne, Pittsburgh University, and Crowley University have all returned in the past week or so, and they are not wasting any time in spending their summer earnings (as well as Mom and Dad's allowance) on some serious nights out on the town. Our hotel was positioned directly in the middle of the student melee in the area known as Oakland (no, not that Oakland). We decided to abandon ship and head for the tip of the peninsula--known as both "Point Park" and the more lyrical "Golden Triangle". The scene was oddly transfixing--the sound of summer night insects with the din of traffic and the dense concentration of steel and glass structures created a heady mix which we allowed to wash over our road-weary bodies while we took photos like clowns--or perhaps like navy sailors on shore leave.
The bridges of Pittsburgh could not separate our frontierists for long. The southside of Pittsburgh awaited and these two intrepid navigators descended with the force of a golden hawk in search of providential fields. The result was a sushi restaurant next to a night club which housed a swimming pool for late-night revelers.
We found the tuna tartare pleasing, the scallops quite tasty, and the rice just to our liking
After such a day of driving, adventuring, goofing around, and eating--we decided it was time to head back to Oakland and retire to our swanky digs next to the University of Pittsburgh.
While we partook in the local flavors and festivities, the city slept. And while we slept, the city began its prelude to the next morning's awakening. Primed for more bushwhacking through the rust belt, these two brave soldiers of tourism conjured their rest so to head out against a sea of Pittsburgian farewells and Clevelandian greetings...on to Ohio!