Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Day 3

Our Day in Chicago

Pete's friends, and also our awesome tourguide/host, Chicago Meg made Chicago a great experience for us. We started out with breakfast at a diner near her apartment that was BYOB...unbelievable. So we had mamossa's and eggs to start off the day. The next stop was the Hancock Tower. The tower is one hundred stories and looks just like the Sears Tower. The view of Chicago is unbelievable from the lounge on the top floor. We had some more cocktails (hope you see a trend forming) and took some pictures of Lake Michigan and downtown Chicago. From there we went to the beach so Pete could "put his toes" in the "Great Lake of Michigan". The next two stops were Wrigley Field and the Real World House. Wrigley bordered on a religious experience and the Real World House is now a gym, nothing too exciting.

It should be noted that "Kerri" from the night before left a ten minute message on Pete's phone this morning. (Psycho)

After some deep dish pizza we went out in the Wrigley area for some drinks. Fast Forwarding 2 hours, Pete, Brendan, and Pete's friend Josh found ourselves wandering the streets of Linkin Park looking for a bar with people in it on a Monday night. 4 very attractive women hop out of a cab in front of us. Pete: "Hey where you guys goin?" "We are going to Irish Eyes, five dollar pitchers, you guys should come." Pete: "Welp, Irish Eyes it is."

Irish Eyes resembled a high school after prom party. We were told on three different occasions we were the oldest guys in the bar. Brendan to some blonde "Where are all you guys from?" "DePaul, where do you guys go?" Pete: "Ahh we don't go anywhere anymore." Brendan: "How old are you?" Blonde: "How old do you think I am?" Brendan: "You look about 18?" "Actually, 19" Pete "We are 24 years old" Blonde turns and walks away. End of the conversation. We concluded we were those creepy guys who couldn't let college go and we departed for home. One more quick story. We are walking down the street. Pete is on his Trio. Brendan: "Pete you drunk?" Pete: "No why?" as he heads toward a tree. Brendan: " No reason". Pete dodges the tree and walks striaght into a parking meter.

We will be seeing the lovely states of Illinois, Iowa, Nebraska, and Colorado. 15 hours but we gain one somewhere over the rockies.

"I thought the Rockies would be a whole lot rockier.....that john Denver was full of shit."

Pete and B

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hey guys!

I am glad to hear that life on the road has been treating you well! I graduated on sunday and as such I am in the real world now and Pete you are right it does suck. But much to my surprise and enjoyment I break up the monatony of my day by reading the diary of your debaucherous travels.

I cannot wait to hear more. Keep it coming for a bored 7th grade teacher in the inner city. Move to boston date is slowly approaching so get ready for that as well.

All the best,
Meg