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Ever notice how certain trips have a lingering motif? A code word? A connective tissue? Memories and images that stick with you long after y...

I frequently museum. I museum most frequently. I have been to the Children in War exhibit in London, the Italian Torture Museum, and even...

Believe it or not, I actually finally at-long-last made it to New York. Some of my favorite people in the world were there to greet me: my m...

the scene of the breakdown My last day in Chicago was…hard. It's strange coming to a city that you've never been to before. 2 weeks...

Getting to see TJ & Dave at the iO was one of the definite highlights of my trip. A pair of improvisers on a stage, the lights g...

from the streets of Chicago...near my favorite Panera's You may have noticed that I started the blog by listing day 1 and day 2, but ha...

On our second day of Chicago-ness, Hayley and I opted for some fried chicken, skyscrapers, cheese, and a wee bit of theatre (spelled with a ...

My beloved sister Hayley came to keep me company on the 4th of July weekend in Chicago. We saw the sights, ate really great food, and surviv...