Kelly's Travel Column: Yuba is not like Paris

Yuba is not a town known for its tree lined boulevards, its dimly lit, cozy cafes, or its riverbank booksellers. In fact, the only thing Yuba is known for (other than that rash of freakish natural disasters in 1974) is the now defunct Yuba Trading Post. Perhaps our readers imagine a derelict building, tucked in among some woods, rich with the history of a small town in Northern Michigan.


This is not the case. It is a boring square building with some boarded up windows.

(Actual photograph).

Actually I think it might be a paintball store now. In short, there is no romance in Yuba. And, no surprise, the Editor in Chief of Yuba's #1 newspaper is not particularly sentimental.

So, when the girlfriend of said Editor came home this evening and said ...

"Pop Doyle, I saw such a romantic thing today! I was walking across the Brooklyn Bridge and I sat on a bench to tie my shoelace, and the sun was setting, and the sky was open all around me, and then I looked down and saw these words written on the bench: 'She said yes!' ... Isn't that great?"

... she wasn't really expecting much.

She also wasn't expecting him to say,

"I think graffiti vandals should be locked up for life."