I've been to Chicago twice. AND LOVED IT. Let me reminisce.
|This is me at the Pirates exhibit at the Field Museum, aka, where Indiana Jones works.|
|The Bestie Bradley eating the Chicago skyline. NOMS|
Being savvy, we asked the ticket guy how we could get to Milwaukee. He suggested the Greyhound just a few blocks away. "Ok" we said. And we walked over the bus station.
The bus for Milwaukee was to leave at 10pm (it was about 8:30 now). So we bought our ticket and waited. Now, I love the fact that Greyhound exists. It's cheap and fairly quick. However, the station we stayed at was, well, questionable. But we got through it.
10 comes around. But no bus. It is running late and will be here at 11.
11 comes around. But no bus. It is running late and will be here at 12.
12 comes around. But no bus. At this point, both Bradley and I have talked with the station manager, who basically blows us off. We also call our parents, who are also a bit on the livid side, but say to get through it. At one point, we were contemplating just staying the night. But no dice. Brad and I were not going to be defeated.
In the end, we did not pull out of the station till around 1ish, getting into Milwaukee at around 3. Brad fell asleep on my shoulder, and I listened to the lost member of the Bee-Gees talk about God to some random passenger.
Lesson: take the second to last train out of Chicago. AND BE THERE EARLY.
So that is Chicago for me. Like I said, I hope this will be the first of many acceptances. But I would love to have Chicago be my law school campus.