June13, 2009
Dear Journal,
This morning, I kicked off my day by bringing Alex to the pool at 8:00 AM.
Later, we caught a cab and went to the Robie House. I discovered that Chicago taxi drivers suck when you tell them to bring you to the Robie House (a Landmark building.) They should know where it is. The guy needed an address! Nothing like NYC cab drivers.
When we got to the Robie House, we were brought on a tour that tied into the Wright 3 book we were reading. Like I said yesterday, I’m not here to teach you about these places, just to say what I thought. If you want to learn more about the Robie House created by Frank Lloyd Wright, then visit here.
After the tour, we bought delicious meatball subs and chocolate chip oatmeal cookies at Potbelly Sandwich Works.
Alex told me about his plan to be a supreme leader of a closed-in city that he creates himself. He decided that everyone would work for the better good. He would have no army.
I felt bad, but I had to break it to him. His plan sounded an awful lot like Stalin’s, which ended up failing. Except Stalin had an army. I told him that Americans didn’t like these kind of plans, and they would kick his little, armyless, communist butt. I’m not trying to be mean, but it’s true.
The taxis were even worse on the way back. It took like an hour to actually get one, and when we got one, he asked for directions!!! What we paid on the way back was like twice as much as the way there. But, we saw a solar-paneled car on the road that seriously looked like a UFO, so it was all worth it.
When we got back to the hotel, we took a bit a break. Alex was super-annoying, and after telling him to stop following everything I said with “said the Booger Brained Loser” 3 times, I got so frustrated that I chucked my celly with with an already cracked screen at him. He ducked, and it smashed into the wall. The screen cracked more, but it still works.
Later, we went to the Blues Festival. There was lots of music. We bought yummy food. My feet were covered in mud cuz it rained earlier, and I was wearing flip flops.
All in all, the day was fun and I learned 3 lessons. Don’t use Chicago taxis. Don’t chuck your cellphone at your brother. Don’t wear flip flops in the city when it rains.
