Now Improved!

The Sheraton Hotel is coming down this week. It was an odd little hotel, perched on the edge of I-94, surrounded by a Target, grocery stores, car lots, and dollar stores. Coincidentally, it was not close to anything you'd want to get to from a hotel. It was only about three stories high and never seemed particularly elegant.

I drove by this morning, and the demolition had begun. A few walls had been knocked down, exposing the interior.

I had thought it might look like a dollhouse--all the little roms with the outside wall removed. But it didn't. It looked so desolate: the wall that still stood had curtains still in the windows, as if there were still people staying there. There couldn't be, of course, so the curtains in the window were just like a sign of gross abandonment. The piles of rubble added to the moonscape.

There was a machine doing something, and casting water mist into the air. The morning sun was throwing rainbows over it all.

The old hotel never looked so good.