3/30/12
Terrible weather and a lack of motivation resulted in a somewhat productive day of cleaning our quarters. Our efforts were mostly futile as the cleaning is never actually done. Lunch came and seemingly never left. Food led to naps, and naps led to the end of a long work day (approximately 4 hours). Some people went for a walk, some for a jog, and some watched Breaking Bad. Our more unfortunate members spent the entire afternoon drilling holes in a brick wall with equipment that was less than sound.
The evening brought with it a sense of relief. We celebrated by partaking in some of the local Chicago cuisine . . . Nuevo Leon. We laughed, ate, and sang birthday wishes to the children of strangers, amidst darkness. After briefly considering to cut our evening short, we braved the harsh winds and public transportation to experience the quiet solitude of the Navy Pier. The cool, unforgiving waters were so inviting that one of our members was nearly lost at sea . . . er . . . lake.
I do apologize, dear readers, but I am afraid that our group is stricken with a combination of exhaustion and delirium. Also, that was really all we did today. The trip was a wonderful experience overall. We made a difference. We laughed. We cried. Well, we laughed anyways.
With love and a mass cry of "William Robert!"
ASB Chicago
(Please re-read with Dusty's dramatic Shakespearean voice)
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