Sunday, January 4, 2009

DAY THIRTY-SIX Chicago

Our first mission in the Windy City was to find some place cheap to replace the rear car window.

Perfect!

While we wait, we decide to explore the urban metropolis.

Matt kicks the graffiti removal series into high gear.

The unconscious art of graffiti removal.

Sketchy bridge.

We found long stretches of quality graffiti, not removed.



There weren't any places to suck up free wi-fi, so we return to the wait room.

My sister invited us over for dinner. She's a shcool teacher.

Her husband, Ron, is a master chef / tobacconist / badass.

And this meal was superb!

Porch swinging, plotting and scheming.

Chicago is Obama's stomping ground and his key chains are more popular than Mr. McCains.

We ventured over to Mr. Todd Beyers who gave us floor space for the next several nights as well as a top notch concert with his lady friend.

The concert flooded out onto the roof.

Which was right next to the blue line train.

Trains do not pass unless Todd lets go.

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