Travel Notes: On Chicago

My trip to Chicago was unquestionably life-changing.

My persistent aspirations to continue traveling were immediately affirmed.

Of those I met..one of the top golfers in the world who is currently 

developing a technology that will change the game (and your swing.) 

The CEO of a corporation with a loving conscience, being both the deep thinker and fanatical foodie. 

The most carefree Aussie named Amy, trekking through the U.S. one great city at a time. 

I was dismayed however, to learn Boston was not on her list.

Each bite of stuffed deep dish, wings, shrimp, sip of 312, propelled me on a journey to which my knowledgeable guide narrated each twist and turn; 

most interestingly the stories behind the patrons that frequented each establishment. 

These were no 5-star restaurants but hidden gems unbeknownst 

to those traveling without a local guide such as mine. 

I was able to experience Chicago the only way I wished, authentically.

Driving around the Windy City in my dream car; a beautiful vintage Mustang – the epitome of American muscle, windows down, heart full and hopes dangerously high. 

Feeling the power beneath me, I wondered whose life I was living. 

Not to mention, I have never felt quite so cool.


Though wistful upon my departure, I am certain of a few important things. 

A pattern has emerged upon each return to my beloved Boston. 

A renewed spirit and inspired fingers that seem they cannot type fast enough.

As I fly back with a Chicago style sandwich from Scatchell’s bigger than my head tucked into my knapsack 

(to devour at home with no witnesses) I am content. Humbled. Grateful.

I may have missed the official 4th of July celebration in my hometown, but as my plane descended upon Logan, 5 varying sets of fireworks lit the sky – welcoming me home to a celebration of sorts.

I am certain that even the slightest of lessons were gleaned from each person that crossed my path, 

all for a greater purpose. The end result of which I am not certain. 

But I cannot tell you how excited I am to find out.


Chicago, thank you.


San Diego, apparently you’re up.