"How do you not like an entire state?" Jeff asked me.
"I mean, come on, it's OHIO," I replied.
I will admit that of all the dislikes I have in this series, this one is probably the most irrational of the bunch. I have only been to Toledo, and of those three times, two were in the middle of winter. First of all, Toledo is not a winter wonderland at the beginning of January; it is a harsh, bitter land of never-ending cold and despair. It's also an industrial hell. Industrial landscapes have always seemed really dismal and bleak to me, and Ohio from Cincinnati to Toledo is a lot of empty space with spots of bleak industrial hell holes.
The other time I went to Toledo was in May, and it rained all weekend. Imagine a gray sky to highlight the gray of all the industrial-looking buildings. Yuck.
I'm sure Ohio is lovely and that the people who live there are quite nice, but honestly, I never want to go there again to find out. And I live in the state that elected Brice Rauner as governor, so you'd think anywhere would be better than here. But no. Ohio, this is my space. That is your space. Don't invade my space and I promise I won't invade yours.