Chicago. The Windy City.
Trip Start
May 02, 2009
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Trip End
Oct 18, 2009
Chicago, Illinois
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I finally arrived in Chicago after 14 long hours on the Greyhound. It felt like we stopped at every town in between Toronto and Chicago and I actually think we did! There must have been at least 15 stops. As well as the stop at the Canada/US border. They're so aggressive there! The US guy got on our bus and said "Everyone off the bus and inside with all your luggage!" in a tone that suggested he had already asked us twice and we had refused to move.
A sweet lady sat next to me on the bus all the way from Toronto to Chicago. I knew from the way she smiled and nodded at me without saying anything when she sat down, that she didn't speak English. And probably not French either since she would probably just start talking in French and assume that I could speak it. I found out pretty early on that she was from Peru. The poor lady didn't speak a word of English. She was trying to ask me if we were going all the way to Chicago in this bus or if we had to change, and it took me a couple of goes to realise she was speaking Spanish! I was happy to be able to practice Spanish, as it has gone down hill considerably since I started learning French at camp. And she was so excited that she was sitting next to her own personal translator. I told her everything the bus driver was saying and we chatted about this and that. She even gave me a hug goodbye when we got off the bus at the Chicago bus station!
