I like commuting. From our house, it's a 10 minute bus ride to Bryn Mawr station (with that cute little Dunkin Donuts stand), plus a 30 minute train ride to downtown Chicago. Chicago has a lot of train lines, but I take the red line, which services North Chicago, going all the way up to Evanston. It's better to commute to downtown Chicago, because ( Read more... )

Mom took me around town. We rode the bus to the train station, and rode the red line train to a commercial district along Clark Avenue. We went to a thrift store owned by a Mexican family; it looked more like an ukay-ukay though. Mom bought some coats for me (apparently, all of the jackets I brought from the Philippines weren't thick enough, and ( Read more... )