I suspect that many people will enjoy a book (or a film, for that matter) more if they know the locations where the action takes place, and can relate to what they are seeing or reading in a more personal way. I felt that way watching the space shuttle making its way from LAX towards downtown LA.
I intentionally did not go to see it on its route, since I find the downing of all those magnificent trees (particularly the ones in Inglewood, with shaped crowns, that used to march proudly down the middle of Manchester) to be painful on a visceral level. I'm also not a huge fan of crowds and traffic, whatever the occasion.
But one photo kind of summed up the entire event for me, bringing it home to a place which, while I haven't ever eaten there (I don't do donuts), I always welcome as a landmark as I drive by on my way in from the airport.
Welcome home, Endeavour. When you're ready for guests, I'll be there to see you in your new place!
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