After a sandwich with Mom, I rolled out of Minneapolis around noon Tuesday and had a nice eight hour Megabus trip to think about how much I'll miss Minneapolis and all the great folks there. These feelings soon subsided as I arrived in Chicago, slowly transitioning into travel mode. I am staying two nights with my friend Brian on North Halsted in Boystown Chicago. Today we had a walk by the lakefront, ate a fantastic Reuben at the New Modern Grill on Halsted & Belmont (modern being the period; it's an old mom and pop diner), and wandered around downtown while Brian's friend Nick led us on the poor man's architecture tour. Although we disagreed on the merits of Art Deco-style ornamentation, we could all agree that Frank Gehry's Jay Pritzker Pavilion is one of the worst things to ever happen to Chicago and architecture in general. Above is the view from Brian's rear balcony; you can see the Red Line in the distance.
I spent most of Monday running errands with Ziggy and packing my backpacks. My friend Charlie, who lived in Mérida in 2010, gave me quite a few gifts to bring along (see small orange/pink bag and poster) so I'm surprised that everything fit into two bags. I ended up skimping on clothes and shoes since I plan on finding some cool ones in South America. Special shout out to the folks at my old place on 8th Street for hanging out and documenting my last night in town.
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