|On the train - see, they have tickets!|
|There is seating upstairs.|
|This is Dad's work place for the next month.|
|Downtown Chicago is pretty!|
|Mama's hat - the waitress didn't know we lived in a RV park, but the insult was how old she was implying Mama was.|
Okay, then, on to the food. Mama ordered a bacon cheeseburger. Dad ordered a BBQ pork. It came with coleslaw on it. He thought it was okay. Mama said her burger was good, but she was nervous with all the yelling going on. One waitress kept yelling at her customers to put their hats on. Mama was glad she didn't have that waitress.
|BBQ Pork with coleslaw|
|Dick's Last Resort|
Dad decided to see how long of a walk it was from work to the train without taking the L train. It was a pretty good walk, but Mama said I could have easily handled it. The train ride home was uneventful and somewhat boring. They left the RV at 9:30 a.m. and arrived back at 4 p.m. Mama said all they did was ride the train and eat lunch. She was tired when they got home.
Mama says there are a lot of things that they want to do that are not in Chicago, so she may not be going back. It's a pretty city, but it sure is a long ride to get there. Dad is going to try driving instead of taking the train. It's about a two hour commute when he takes the train. He has been offered free parking, so maybe driving will be better for him.
The Greyhound Who Is Still Not Sure About This Place Called Chicago