I can’t believe it was around this time, last month, that Gala and I went to Chicago for the 20SB Summit. Since we were there for a pretty short amount of time, we had a lot of adventures to cram into our time off. I LOVED Chicago! I wish I could do an individual post about every single place I went but I will simply try to condense it as much as I can.
The plane landed way too early in the morning. As soon as my phone recaptured reception, I immediately began mapping out where Intelligentsia was.
oh, soy iced Angeleno, how I’ve missed your frothy kisses.
Once I was a bit more caffeinated, I was able to navigate our way through the city with the help of their tertiary colored public transportation system
Quimbys had the largest selection of ‘zines I’d ever seen. It took up a majority of the shop.
There was a lot of vintage shops to peak into. The term “vintage” is a very quaint expression for old, smelly, and overpriced, don’t you think?
This photo of my feet and someone’s old fancy dress was taken by Gala
Our friend Ben, is from Chicago and introduced us to Big Star. A Mexican food spot with delicious tacos. I couldn’t decide what I wanted, so I got one of each. Don’t judge the fat kid, please…
Across the street from Big Star, was the most vibrant unmarker wall I’ve ever seen. Ironically, inside was the most dimly lit bar I had ever been in. How Ben captured this shot of Gala and I, is beyond me.
I’m not going to lie. My ignorant punk heart was less than enthused on the thought of going to visit a huge chunk of corporate art. I’ve seen photos The Bean, and the amount of people that it reflected in the photos, gave me enough anxiety to want to crawl under my couch for hours. Luckily, I think the rain scared a lot of people away from being there that day. We kind of stumbled into the park and over to it. And it was AWESOME! One of those things that is only properly conveyed upon being there.
When I mention Chicago, I typically get barked at by friends, about this place called Kumas Corner. Now I know why. They make amazing burgers, named after amazing bands, and blair amazing music while you wait an slightly ridiculous amount of time for your food. I thought it was completely worth the wait to have the High On Fire chicken sandwich, though.
I knew it was my kind of place, as soon as I saw the amount of Cholula they supply you with.
It’s been a month since our quick stop in Chicago. Too long, if you ask me. I’m ready to go back.
Gala wrote a fun recollection of our trip up on her blog, as well