What better way to celebrate Valentine’s Day than to explore the central relationship in everyone’s life: the one they have with home? Whether you’re single or paired off, everyone lives somewhere, and everyone feels some kind of way about it. In our Love/Hate Issue, we’re sharing a handful of Valentines (and anti-Valentines) — Cupid’s darts aimed at Orlando by Orlando Weekly‘s editors, writers and readers.
They don’t love you like I love you
Hometown girl Travels the worldMissing that MCO rugThe sick swans And her chosen familyMaking the city beautiful With its old haunts And new restaurantsI can’t keep up With the vacant buildings And the cost of living Developers, investors, CEOs, And the corporate bros. My God, the bros Think they own our sweet scrappy city We know better There’s no possession in loveAnd Orlando is not for sale
— Ida V. Eskamani
A music lover’s Valentine to Orlando
Since moving to Orlando, I’ve been in a tumultuous love-hate relationship with the music scene. From the thrill of an artist announcing a show in the area to seething in anger when faced with parking downtown. The Beacham, the Social, the Plaza and the Abbey have drained my bank account and stood as pillars of my Orlando immersion. While I would be several hundred dollars richer, I would also miss out on the experiences that made Orlando feel like home.
— Mia Schaeperkoetter
Love/Hate bullet points No. 1
Love: …