My blogging has lacked. I feel like my life isn't reading worthy. I am making an attempt today.
I took another random trip… well, random in nature. I had several friends in Chicago – my urban planning grad friends, a friend from London, and my usually Chicagians. So what better time to go up for the night?
I got in my car and began the commute up north.
My first stop was the hair place in the Purdue Village. I needed a hair cut. Although this isn't the most exciting thing to mention in a blog, it was definitely something that needed to be done. Oh yeah, I got coffee too. I might of even changed my oil, but that could have been the day before hand. I forget.
Anyway, I left for Chicago.
Traffic was easy going. I decided to take the Skyway because I hadn't driven on it before. I also enjoy utilizing freeways that have ripped apart neighborhoods and cities so commuters can get to Chicago twenty minutes earlier.
After emerging into downtown Chicago I got onto Lake Shore Drive because I didn't really have any destination in mind at this point. My initial plan was to hang out with Ruki, but I was two hours early. So I careened the city streets of Chicago until I decided to go to the west side and find a place to park.
Once I did this, I decided to call Ruki.
We met on the sidewalk. Then went to his cousins apartment to prepare to go downtown. We went downtown and walked around Millennium Park. Then we rode the El. Then we went back to his cousins apartment and his parents made some dinner for us. It was awesome. Their Sri Lankan. So the food was awesome. AND his cousin is applying for urban planning grad school. That makes her really cool.
After dinner Ruki and I went back into town and wandered the streets of Chicago looking for my urban planning friends. We finally found them at Howl and the Moon. Ruki had never been to a piano bar, so I thin it was a shocking experience for him. Even more shocking was the checking of ID's. I totally forgot to tell him to bring an ID. When I go out with British people they don't consider bringing ID's. So Ruki had an international student ID. Somehow we got the guy to let us in on that one.
Scott – my prof – was there. So was Brad – my employer. Carmen, Erin, and Molly were there. Plus everyone else. It was fun, 'cept it was load. So we found a small bar where we all sat and chilled.
The next day I ate breakfast with Ruki's parents and cousin and then left to go eat lunch with Andrea – in her suburban job…. But it's really not that bad.
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