The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. This is the story of my blonde adventure from Boston to Los Angeles.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Windy city

So after a good nights sleep and stretching out the effects of a 16 hour drive. We are heading into the city. Since our hotel is near the airport we have to take some mode of transport. After deciding it would be fun to take the train rather than fight through traffic and gucci handbags parking, we step outside the hotel just to get blown right back in. Needless to say the windy city has lived up to it's reputation already.
So we hopped in the car and rolled the dice on the roads.

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