Day 2. Mile 180. Chicago, Il. Pt 1.

When I was a kid, I dreamed about cross country trips on motorcycles. My
ambitions were a bit different then, though. I wanted to eat nachos and
hot chocolate at every stop, and then compile a list of the best nacho
and hot chocolate joints. Luckily, my gastrointestinal tastes have
changed. I am now sitting in a Thai joint contemplating whether Thai
beer is worth the purchase price.

I have thus far been bad about saving money for eating on the road.
Chicago food is quite delicious and I have been eating cash as well. An
impending reg/rec purchase threatens to dig into my available funds.
Worst comes to worst, ill slep outside.

In the mean time, my food is here.

~ I write with your life and my own ~