Ahoy,
In August, we spent another weekend in Chicago for a wedding in the suburbs of one of my best childhood friends. It was a beautifully done and simple wedding in a far away place. Growing up in the city, I have gotten terribly accustomed to places being close and the suburbs being far. A revelation that the RRS has to contend with every time we drive anywhere. Good luck, mister. It didn't rain, and the weather was really quite perfect once the sun went down a little. It was apparently pouring in Chicago. And they had catered from this bbq place, so no complaints from my escort. Although he remembers it being a lot hotter than I did, but for someone that brought a full suit - I think he can take the blame on this one. If there is something he will stubbornly stand for - he will never sacrifice style for weather - a lesson he is slowly succumbing to as Chicago winters grip his psyche. Californians can't possibly understand seasons; they must think it is fictional concept.
We spent a day playing pokemon go despite the rain. We went out with umbrellas and continued into the evening along the lakefront and Navy Pier. It was quite the expedition.
deliberately soaked,
jt
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