I remember parking up in little streets off Dickenson Road like Moon Grove and then walking to the ground with my Dad with the floodlights looming large.
Maine Rd felt much mote intimate, but I don't know if that was just the wonder of a kid, or because the setting is so different. The stadia belonged to different eras. At Maine Rd the ground was hemmed in by tight terraced housing, but the Etihad is in a huge open zone. They really feel very different. You had to walk past houses, shops and schools, but at the Etihad it's major roads, bridges and car showrooms.
I often travel by bus past Platt Lane, Dickenson Rd, or down Princess Parkway and it doesn't take much to remind me of the past. When I think of City, I'll always think of dear old Maine Rd, the best friend I ever had.