Compendium Chicagodus

Unchronological, disorganized thoughts from my weekend in Chicago with Jez:

  • My hair and I can never live together in Chicago. If I were to be employed in Chicago, we would have to be parted. (My hair is normally parted, but in this case, it would have to be parted from me.) The Windy City is, indeed, quite windy. My poor head.
  • We went to The Melting Pot for fondue on Sunday night. Mummmmmnummmyummmy. Bread, apples and vegetables in cheese. Seafood and vegetables boiled in oil. Evurrrrrrthing dipped in chocolate. 'Twere wonderful.
  • You know what's funny? Museum space exhibits that list the windspeed of Uranus are funny. Hee hee hee hee hee. Uranus.
  • Our hotel was dizzamn nice and not nearly as expensive as it looked or felt. Thank you,!
  • Chicago-style deep dish pizza is deep. Not in a philosophical sense, but in the sense that there is a LOT OF PIZZA THERE. Eek.
  • Amtrak should probably die. I guess. We were about two hours late in getting to Chicago, but pretty much on time for the return. Other than that, it was okay and the café car guy was pretty entertaining. So maybe Amtrak should live a long and uncomfortable life and maybe be dismembered or something.
  • We managed to hit the Museum of Science and Industry when it was free and the Shedd Aquarium on Discount Day. Our timing r0x0rs!

srah - Monday, 18 October 2004 - 10:13 PM
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Comments (3)

gravatar Noor - October 20, 2004 - 10:34 AM -

Chicago-style pizza is nasty. St. Louis-style, on the other hand, is far superior. If you ever head down south, you should try some Imo's.

gravatar srah - October 20, 2004 - 11:37 AM -

That does sound good!

gravatar jday - October 21, 2004 - 1:03 PM -

EWW!!! Ick, ick, ick! As a former Michigander (who was born in Indiana but now lives in Illinois after a brief stint in Missouri), I can assure you, srah, that you would not enjoy Imo's. trust me on this one- it tastes like dorm room pizza that was left out overnight, microwaved, left out again, refrigerated, then eaten. On a side note, I could be the poster child for the midwest- I just need to live in Ohio... or not.

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