I didn't like Cleveland very much when I went there to look at colleges. But I think the prize goes to Elizabeth, NJ, with its dozens of spewing smokestacks.

Phoenix, it's hot and dirty down there. Sad thing is we are possibly moving there to relocate with the job. Oh the things money makes you do.

Orlando, outside of the Disney areas. So yucky and crime filled.

New Orleans Lousiana..Bourbon Street. Before the hurricane it was the nastiest street I have ever been on..EVER. There was piss everywhere.

Austin, it was hot, humid, traffic was unbelievable, and not much to do. Did I mention the traffic?

Chicago was the worst for me. I think they had a garbage strike when I was there last and the smell was unbearable and it was so hot and congested you could hardly breath.

Cleveland, dirty cold and depressing. Besides they were able to catch WATER on fire...THAT is impressive.

Chicago

Rubidoux, CA. Sits along side of Riverside, CA. Crime there is so bad, the police don't get out of their cars.

Los Angeles, way to crowded, the smog is nasty, i cant believe i was breathing that into my system, the people are just rude and snobby, and crime is an issue,I HATE L.A.

L.A. is pretty funky...but worse than that a place like Victorville up in what we call the high desert. Its full of white trash people and government check collectors. I mean at least L.A. has culture. These people dont even know what that word means. Click on pictures to get a better view you might see a redneck cousin

New York - Manhatten to be specific. My brother (about 15) and I drove from Indiana to pick up a friend of mine who was going on leave from the Coast Guard, and were going to stay a week. He'd found us a relatively inexpensive room, and when we checked it out, it was BARELY large enough for a single double-bed (the bathroom was in the hall). We, of course, couldn't get our money back. We drove around and found the Marquis de Lafayette between 5th and Park Avenues. Because of all those names I've heard, and being close enough to the Empire State Building we could see it from the end of the block, we thought this would be a safe place to be. We went in, had to pay for the room and went up to look at it. Large, had two beds, a closet, it's own bath... It was OLD, but a far cry better than the prior one. When we went down, we went to the car to get our stuff, and found it was open. (I KNOW I locked it.) When I got in the driver's side to get my stuff out of the middle of the seat, I found a screwdriver on the floorboards. We were missing a (back then) a battery/plug-in radio, a camera, a briefcase (nothing but a batch of copies of my poems/songs, about 40-50 house designs I'd made and was going to mess with when my friend wasn't around, and a BUNCH of plain paper and pens/pencils of all kinds), and my Epiphone 6-string guitar, which had been in the back window. We called the cops right away (they wouldn't let us use the desk phone, we had to use the phone booth in the lobby - well before cell-phones), and waited. We saw HUNDREDS of cabs, go by on our road and on the avenues (though the cabbies went on strike at midnight), and a few cop-cars going by on the avenues, but not one stopped. A couple of hours and 2-3 calls to the cops later, we had to take my friend back to the base. Of course, while we were gone, the cops showed up. Later, we had to move the care to the other side of the street. During that process, we drove around trying to find another hotel, but ended up in NJ. We turned around and parked the care on the other side of the street, loading our stuff back into the room. Called Dad, and he said the insurance needed the cops reports, so we called them. Two cops came up to the room, and while I was describing everything stolen, the other stood by the door, leaning this way and that, looking under the bed, in the closet, etc. (like WE were crooks). After they left, we walked around a couple of blocks and looked for our stuff, but, of course, it was gone. That night we parked in a garage a couple of blocks away. As we were crossing a street, a girl latched on to my brother, and an older lady latched on to me, asking us to their room. (We're from Lafayette, Indiana. Never SAW a protitute in real-life before - We were in SHOCK.) As they started pulling us, a guy came from a doorway, and said that we SHOULDN'T go with them (we weren't going to, but...) The lady holding MY arm hissed at him. We said "no", she bitched at him a moment or so, and the girls left. He said they'd get us into their room, have us take our pants off (with our money, of course), and steal THEM. We went back to the hotel, stayed there a couple of days, and saw an ad on TV for another hotel only a couple of blocks away, but MUCH newer-looking. We carried all our stuff there, and spent the next couple of nights there, when we picked up my friend, and drove home. Besides the prostitutes, we'd seen/dealt with bums ("Gimme 50 cents, man"), rode the subway wtih my friend once, and did a couple of other things, but did NOT do any site-seeing. We were pretty much AFRAID to - Getting ripped off the first night there, having people GRAB us on the street, having such poor looking rooms, etc., we didn't WANT to go out alone. That's MY first memory of New York, and why I thought it was the worst city. (Went there with another set of friends a few years later, and we had a fine time... Still, the first trip leaves me with BAD memories of NY!)

Miami Fl, sorry I don't speak spanish

Richmond, VA - I am loathe to admit that since it is the city where I born, but when I went there in 2002 after having been gone for 30+ years, it was so nasty and downtown was so seedy and people were so rude, I just cried for the loss of the big city hometown that I grew up in. I went to my old neighborhood and every house had been razed and some new aluminum-clad monstrosities put up in their place. The only highlight of the entire trip was visiting National Cemetary where my mom and dad are buried. We cut short our plans for three days in Richmond and drove straight on to DC the next day.

Hartford, CT. Possibly the worst capital city in the US.