Sorry for the really late entries, everybody. I left my laptop power cable in Chicago. I won't get it back until I get to Vegas. So until then don't expect daily blog entries. It's been a while since Day 5 so I'll try to remember to the best of my ability.
Sunday morning I had a quick breakfast from Chez Javorek and started my trip to Chicago. Not all that bad of a drive. I got a call from my friend Mo and she said I could stay with her. Goodbye sketchy hostel, hello suburban neighborhood. No oddball tourist stops on the way, so I busted through Ohio in no time and got to Illinois. Once in the IL I hit tons of road work. Seriously, I think there is a memo out there telling cities to slow me down. I got close and gave Mo a call. She was playing softball and told me to meet her at the game at the 55th and Grant. I heard 55th and Grand, though. Apparently it exists. What are the chances. I was driving around a suburban neighborhood for a few minutes before the situation clarified itself. Luckily Grant was only a couple blocks away.
After meeting up with Mo we went to meet her friends (and softball team) at this ginormous hot dog restaurant. It was about as big as an Olive Garden (I think that's huge for a hot dog store). After meeting Mo's sister for approximately 20 seconds, I had her order for me to get me the best meal. And she did. Cheesey fries ... delicious. Shake ... to die for. Hot dog ... fantastic. Although I got some turned heads when I ordered ketchup on it. Chicagoans don't like that.
Rest of the day was slow. Went back to Mo's house. Looked at maps for a while then watched the Red Sox game. Another quiet day, but thats what I needed for the next day's adventure.
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