With the year drawing to a close, I packed up my bags for Frank Sinatra’s kind of town ... Chicago. The travelling there was a slight epic, although I’m not complaining about the many interesting stop offs we made all through Michigan state although I don’t think I shall be returning to Detroit any time soon unless I develop the need to be stabbed down a dark ally. I only had a few days in the city and spent it wisely ... or a wisely as my studying shrived body would allow me. Collin and Gina who I was staying with provided me with a great base for my explorations in a beautiful apartment building on the outskirts of the city centre. I spent the first day exploring the southern end of Chicago including a lot of Lincoln Park and the zoo along the river which took me out of town to the suburbs and the baseball pitches.
The second day I took myself for a scenic walk down Michigan Avenue past the Chicago beach and down the main shopping street. I met with Gina ho was working in an elite hotel just over the bridge and then learnt all about the city’s history and arcutecture on a boat tour for a few hours. That evening I went down to the Ferris wheel (the first one ever built in the world). I headed back to Canada the next day and slept most of the way. 
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