since moving to chicago, i have done lots of things. the most frequent of those things is walk. i walk, and walk, and walk, and walk. and just when i think i might have some time to sit down and cool off (it has been hot and humid here... even the breezes soak you with moisture), you end up needing to walk again. i thought i was ready for public transportation (and i am... i was basically made for trains and busses), but i was not ready for all the walking. i need new shoes.
my first days here have been busy and exciting. and not much of the busyness or excitement has pertained to school, which is nice.
thursday i met some friends with the intention of going out for dinner. i had to pick up my upass, the card gives me access to the train and busses, but after that we found ourselves in a coffee shop planning our next move.
i'd heard about chicago diner originally about a year and a half ago when i was still enduring life as a vegan. i think people could see life leaving my body slowly, so everyone was always giving me suggestions of where to eat, what to eat, and reminding me how to use a fork. after hearing about the diner a second time from a friend recently, i knew i had to make eating there a priority.
i'm terrible with directions. i can get myself to and from my bathroom at home, but other than that i have difficulties. left, right, up, down. i just don't get it. but luckily one of my friends is great with them! he can lick his finger, stick it in the air, and lead us anywhere. we'll get off the train, and he just starts walking to wherever we're going. we always get there.
so when googs maps told me that the diner was only a five minute walk from where we were, i was happy. i asked a woman on the street if she could point us in the right direction. she had no idea what chicago diner even was. idiot. how could she not know about delicious vegan samwiches and stuff only five minutes away?! probably because it wasn't five minutes away. we ended up walking for about 35 minutes into boystown, where there really are lots of boys.
we finally arrived. the three of us ordered the exact same thing and nearly licked our plates clean. there was a founders brewing sign on the wall near the bathroom that i ended up visiting like, four times. it's reassuring to know that just because you live in a different state doesn't mean that your bladder is now able to hold more than a glass of water. our trip home was uneventful (i did not navigate), and i passed out pretty soon after i got home.
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