chasing rabbits stateside

We got lost in the airport carpark !!!!! Gwen (doing an ultra cute look) and I were very nearly resigned to spending 3 months in the bowels of O'Hare airport - we don't even have a car. I'm proud of us. A little while later we entered into the daylight and made our way to "Shangrila', that is where I'm staying - no kidding. What can I say about the flight - utterly uneventful unless you include the woman who chose not to sit next me, maybe she's afraid of women with holes in their jeans, maybe it was the way I was cleaning under my nails with a 12 blade swiss army knife, either way I didn't take it personally.

The apartment / warehouse space, is every non-conformist's dream, a trapeze hangs from the roof (how often do you have to get out of bed and make sure you don't hit your head on a trapeze ? I'm loving it), the rear is a workshop for the various artists that live here, the kitchen is hand made, the furniture eclectic, the 9 bikes like functional works of art,its a wonderful character filled tribute to the personalities who live here.

I've eaten buffalo at 'Grizzly's', drunk more coffee than ever before, been unable to shift my head cold, conquered (some of ) my fear of American public transport (which stems from grumpy New York bus drivers) , agreed to go camping out of town this weekend, discovered the delights of thrift stores, over-indulged at Margi's ice-cream store,and been given contacts all over the US, one thing is for sure, I will never be lonely on this trip, nor will I continue to fit in my jeans for much longer.

Chicago has, to date, been an incredibly friendly city. Already I'm seeing more of the real US (previously having been limited to trips to Manhattan and a short time spent in Boston), by which I mean my focus is on the people and what I can learn from them, or even just sink into a sofa with a beer and discuss random meaningless subjects.

Before I forget, the Virgin Mary is in town, I aint kidding, she has appeared in a salt stain under the freeway. I've yet to be introduced but I will head over there in the next couple of days. At least it's a step up from her making an appearance in a piece of toast, the chances of her being accidentally consumed are limited. So its a trip to the 'piss stain', as George so elegantly put it, before I depart.

Short but sweet (not me, my blog, although I hope I'm sweet in the eyes of many), I'll spend a bit more time with you after the weekend. I'll also try and get some photos up i the next week.
Xxx

posted by KP @ 7:57 PM