These are some bridge pictures that I took driving up to Chicago. That Penske truck is all of my stuff. These are for you, Mom!
And then we get to Chicago and move in. But I wanted some furniture so we went off to Ikea and we saw this travesty of an Irish pub. My ancestors are sobbing. Of course I had to document it.
And then my place! The apartment building is nothing to look at but the grounds are pretty nice and have their share of ducks so I feel right at home. (Actually I think a couple of the ducks are Runners like home.)
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