Thursday, August 30
Cleveland to Chicago (actually New Lenox)
By Craig
We didn’t really allow enough time for proper analysis, but I might agree with a friend of mine’s (from the Cincinnati area) description of Cleveland as an armpit. Hoping to score a decent cup of coffee, we take city streets instead of the freeway out of town, but it’s not looking good. Plenty of dive bars to stop at, but we’ve got a pretty decent drive ahead of us and pass on those opportunities. Gas station java will do today.
The highlight of the day was almost getting a buzz haircut from a couple of crop dusting planes somewhere in the middle of Indiana. The Hoosier state fades by in no time.
Arriving in New Lenox, near Joliet, south of Chicago, we visit Jamie’s brother Brian, his wife Marie, and their 2-year old son, Cullen. It’s pretty cool to see how Cullen, who plays the shy game for awhile, warms up to his Uncle Jamie. It’s also a pleasure to meet Marie’s parents, Moss and Mary. They’re super-nice folks – both of them were born in Ireland and sport fairly thick (but understandable) accents. Marie was still at work, but got home early enough to hang out with the guys for awhile. This is probably the earliest bedtime we’ve experienced the entire trip.
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Well said.
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