Chicago

After 40 degree heat in Mexico we arrived in Chicago freezing our buts off in summer skirts and thongs. The windy city certainly lived up to its name - cold foggy and raining (though Woods informs me, its actually called the windy city due to its long winded politicians - we're so educational), we didn't actually see the tops of the buildings for at least 3 days.

Chicago itself is actually a really beautifull city and reminded us alot of good old Melbourne. The people were nice, we saw some of its famous blues and jazz clubs and the city's art and culture scene were pretty good too.

Charlie had her birthday here and we went on an adventure to some of the posh-o suburbs of Chicago like Lincoln Park and Oak Park (where Frank Lloyd Wright lived and designed many of the houses whilst having affairs with the female owners).

We also headed down to the pier for some ice-cream and a ferris wheel ride which leon suffered through poor soul.