Don’t judge a book by the city you bought it in.  Time and again I catch myself doing something of that nature, but lessons can be learned in unexpected places and through the unlikeliest of people.

My recent travels took me to the city of Pittsburgh – a travel plan I had made on a whim just to mark the end of a hectic few months in my life.  As the trip drew closer, I wondered why I sacrificed three whole days, not to mention another day spent solely on flying across the country.  I imagined by day two I would be longing for a return to California.  Instead, I found waiting for me a cathartic experience I never suspected possible, in a city that I thought only cared about their football team.  But what a remarkable city it turned out to be.  What I saw as just unnecessary pride in something as trivial as a football team was in fact, a symbol for a greater pride shared between the people and their city.

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