My hometown, once a gritty, grimy, blue-collar steel town, is now the darling of the travel writers. They have all discovered Pittsburgh's glittering reinvention as a banking and medical hub, with the shiny new skyscrapers to prove it.
The time away has made the heart grow fonder and I'm sure there are plenty of ex-Yinzers who have a similar feeling:
On my way home, I called my husband and told him that it might have been a mistake to leave all those years ago when we thought the city was dying.
"I could have told you that," he said.
Come on home.