We made it into Chicago Thursday evening just after the sun went down, and just in time to have a delicious home cooked meal with our blushing bride and her entire family of 21 people. They are a lot of fun, and the east coast accents are so thick that I feel like I’m inside of a movie. Everything sounds like a question, and “Maria” is often pronounced as “Marier”. It’s delightful, and there is much eating and storytelling. We’re staying in a Greystone building, that has three floors, each with its own kitchen. I’m told that it was originally a single family dwelling, then apartments, and now the place gets rented out by groups of people. The wedding will be in the back yard. We are a stone’s throw from Wrigley Field, where the Cubs are playing as I write this. It’s also raining as I write this. Poor Cubs.
We made it downtown to see some art exhibitions, but what we really did was go get Tim a new pair of shoes, because his flip flops broke about a block and a half after the trolley dropped us off. We drove along Lake Michigan on our way there, and I though about the kids’ book, Paddle To The Sea, by Holling C. Holling.
I tried to get pics of the Lake from the car, but they were harrible.


One thought on “Chicago

  1. Steph says:

    Love the photos, looks like you and Tim had a great time!

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