10 things I’ve learned since moving to Chicago
It’s been a year since Stephen and I made our 3-day trek from Los Angeles to Chicago. We’ve experienced our first brutal winter, many trips on the El, numerous pubs and a few Cubs games. I thought I’d recap 10 important lessons we’ve learned:
- Complaining about the weather gets you absolutely zero pity from native Chicagoans. From sub-zero wind chills to triple-digit scorchers, they’ve seen it all and then some. Buck up, buy yourself a good coat, and stop complaining.
- From approximately November 1 through April 1, you will never see your neighbors. Hibernation is real. Hunker down with a good bottle of whiskey and catch up on Netflix.
- The first warm day of the year feels like the opening scene of a musical. People are practically skipping through the streets. Strangers talk as if you’ve been friends forever.
- No one has a rational answer to the question, “Why are the seats on buses and trains upholstered?” Additionally, no one knows the answer to, “What sort of stains, bodily fluids or other nightmares live in the upholstery fibers?”
- When at a Cubs game, you drink Old Style. Plain and simple.
- Once you accept the fact that the Wilson stop always has and always will smell like pee, going to Target is a much more carefree experience.
- If you live north of, say, the BELMONT station, you will be going to *them*, versus them coming to *you*. Get used to it.
- The Architecture boat tour is overrated. Rent a kayak and go out on Lake Michigan instead.
- If there’s any place worth cheating on vegetarianism for, it’s The Girl and The Goat.
- Word to the wise: Chicagoans have serious, serious city and neighborhood pride. Do not diss any neighborhoods because no doubt someone will have lived there, or their cousin lived there, or their friend’s ex-roommate lived there, and they will not be happy about it.
What do you think about my list? Interested to see what my native Chicago friends think!