After fighting “Draco” arrived around 1pm one day late at
Chicago. To avoid the Spaghetti Bowl and the extreme prices for parking
downtown we searched for a lot in kind of a weird area (but luckily the car was
still there, undamaged, when we came back for our trip back home). Our hotel
was directly at the Magnificient Mile so after checking in we started with our
christmas shopping.
One stop was the Aéropostale where I already made some
good deals in the past. Fortunatly they had again a sale and 60% off all their
clothes. But really, who whould ever buy anything at that store when there is
no sale going on? They have one like every 6 weeks or so. And typical American:
they give you a smal table to help you with the calculations, what 60% off or
more means.
We spend the evening with one of Jan’s collegues from the
University in IC who lives in Chicago for several years now. He took us to a
really great Greak restaurant (for American measures) and afterwards we had
some drinks at a jazz bar where they celebrated the “end of the world” party
wih life music.
On Saturday we explored the imported German Christkindl
market and where quite suppried. They had a lot of German stuff there and the “Nurnberger
Bratwurst” tasted quite good (the roll was not imported and could need some
improvements). The also had “Gluhwein” but $7 for one small glas was definitely
too expansive. But the Americans loved it, all the stuff there. (Maybe due to
the unknown experience of drinking alcohol in public. The market was
sourrounded by a fence and on every entry/xit there were guards who watched for
people trying to exit the market with some Gluhwein without a paper bag.)
In the early afternoon we hit Boystown, the first
officially recognized gay village in the US. And what was funny about it was
that in that neightbourhood everything seemed to be a little more clean, a
little more qualitative, and arranged thoughtful.
But the time passed by really fast and because we still
had to pack our luggae for our trip back to Germany we had no choice than
leaving Chicago for good in the afternoon. During the 4 hour drive Jan spend
the whole time trying to check me in for the flights because the online
check-in didn’t work. Instead of waiting in the line on the phone Delta
Airlines offered to call back after several minutes (or in our cases mostly 45
minutes). Sounds good, but what really sucked was their so called services with
forwarding the customer to other experts…there we had to wait again for many
minutes…
After a dinner stop at Olive Garden with some italien food
we came home in the night around 11:3opm and spent another 2.5 hours packing
our bags. But no matter how hard we tried, we had som eoverwaight on our
luggage…
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