Saturday,October 16, 2010
Day 37
What to do? What to do?
What to do? What to do?
Should we go, or should we stay.
It felt like a bit of a country song.
We just needed some steel guitar
to accompany our thoughts.
Getting into Chicago
Herded like cattle from the range
Six million strong - bumping along
Looking for something to eat
And a place to stay.
Citco for gas and we’ve gotta pee
Oh My God! This place is so dirty
It’s easier for Jack than me
But I manage without touchin’ a thing
Back in the car
I give that sanitizer a great big squeeze.
Across the road is South America Chicken
Pollo Brasil with beans, salad, corn and more
Waiting for you to just pick one
We only have chicken - that’s all senor
We chat in English, the others in Espanol
It’s good, we lick our fingers and smile
Is the traffic better?
Can we make it a few more miles?
I-90 to 94 a few short turns
We’re nearly there
Around the block one more time
Pull in the drive – we’ve arrived.
We crash on the bed
Not a word is said
Until we both can breathe again
Tomorrow?
Do we stay? Or do we go?
In the morning-
Jack thinks we’ll know.
Twenty miles into town!
Now don’t you frown
We’ll take the El
It’s easy as --- well
Bad directions – the place is locked
The hotel help is really shocked!
Do we stay? Or do we go?
Back at the hotel
I can hardly believe
All the things we’re not
Going to see.
Could it be so bad?
Maybe we’ll drive
Ourselves Into the city
And take a river boat ride.
Right and left the buildings soar
Five hundred feet and more
Old and new they stand beside
The river’s shore
The sun is out so before it’s dark
We take a walk to Millenium Park
A little dinner
A hug and a smile
We’re back in the car
And drive a few miles
To Wisconsin
On the road again!
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