Morning came, and brought with it a change of time; back one hour to Central Time. The rising sun illuminated some nasty factories, and huge farms. But miles passed, and we were soon backing into Chicago’s 30th St Station.

WOW! What a city! It felt like what I imagine Miami to be like. The sun was blazing in a crystal clear blue sky, and we exited the ornate station plaza and almost immediately found ourselves at the foot of the Sears tower, the country’s tallest building. After watching an excellent video presentation, we boarded the express elevator, and went up 110 floors in 1 min 20s, just a little slower than the World Trade Centre. Again, the view was more stunning than I’d imagined. Chicago is HEYUUUGE! Bordering lake Michigan, the climate seemed perfect on that day. After spending the regulatory time in awe, we proceeded to the waterfront, by way of a tram station, where I accidentally left my old-school hip-hop tape with da funky blackman der, and confused the hell out of a server in McD’s, (even though I tried to keep the sentence down to monosyllables). After taking an excellent waterfront tour, we headed toward the aquarium/oceanarium, with a very impressive collection of things that glowed, flashed, metamorphosed, and changed colour. Or was that just the after-effect of too much Dyphedryl the night before? Then came the dolphin show, with four performing dolphins who were very well trained. We made a mad dash back to the station, via a crew filming Michael Jordan, and caught the train.

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