My American Crush on Memphis (Or, How I Realized Just How American I Am)
Our rented Kia Soul's direction was mainly southwest down I-55 to Saint Louis before we dipped slightly further south and nudged a bit east into the Deep South. As a…
Exploring Chicago’s Old Town with the Second City
“You know you’ve really made it when Lorne takes you out to dinner,” Margaret quipped, stopping short for effect while the 25 or so of us leaned in. “I’ve slept…
Portugal. Tally: five trips.
Making the Choice to Live Abroad (and Stay)
My first steps in Spain landed in a big wipeout. Armed with two suitcases, a carry-on and my laptop bag, I tried to hoist my backpack onto my bag, using…
Seville Snapshots: Focusing on the Future
Alright, alright. I know these are supposed to be pictures of Spain and Seville. I'm on my way there, so cool down! But today is Labor Day, and I'm in…
Unbeatable view.
Postcards from Chicago
For years, I’ve been searching for a Chicago flag patch for Kike. The white bar in the middle, flanked by two celestial bars and four crimson stars, flies everywhere in the Windy City (so, literally). Every souvenir shop, Etsy boutiques – nowhere – has this token that he collects from the far-flung African countries he works in or the other soldiers he encounters.
So, when he asked me to find one for the fourth summer running, I tried again, hopeful that I’d get lucky. My bags are packed and his birthday gift wrapped up – it’s just not the patch he asked for. Still, Chicago’s most prominent colors are always the Cubbie Blue up in Wrigleyville, the white caps on Lake Michgan and the red of traffic lights lit up all over downtown. Here’s my attempt to get Chicago framed using those colors.
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My Chicago Soundtrack
I am a Chicago girl, born and bred. I love my all-beef Kosher hot dogs, had a Chicago Bulls three-peat T-shirt, sport a Jewel-Osco card in my wallet. Leaving the…