Chicago, IL: The Sequel

I made it back up to the windy (foggy, chilly) city to see a couple old friends. I’d already been through once, but I wasn’t able to get a hold of anyone then so I’m glad I made the drive.

JS took me to play Whirlyball the first night I was there. Whirlyball is this wonderful game that’s sort of a cross between hockey, lacrosse and basketball played in bumper cars by drunk people. I have to say, at first I was sort of leery, then I was a little drunk, then I was having a great time. The bruises on my hips and shins will heal; the glory will live forever.

Other than that, I had one very drunken night (thanks JS, one of the best filets mignon I have ever had (thanks DK) and a museum/walking around downtown day (thanks me).

I like Chicago, its like New York but with a midwest feel to it. The people are friendlier and more open and although the layout of the streets is worse, what with all those diagonals, it is a little easier and a little cheaper to find parking.