Actually, what I remember about Chicago is getting lost after a drinking bout and driving around Cabrini Green (? spelling). The local residents seemed very interested in giving me and my friends directions and would walk right up to our station wagon and try to open the doors to help us. I ran a LOT of stop signs and red lights that night until we found the night club part of Chicago again....

One more reason not to drink....getting VERY lost in Chicago...

Ron