We changed plans. Between planning a wedding and really wanting surfboards, we decided to cancel the big looping road trip and settled on a more direct route through the center of the country. There isn’t much new for us to see this direction, but we really just wanted to get to sunny California as soon as possible.
After turning in our apartment keys in Toledo, we started west on the Ohio Turnpike (80/90), stopping to say a quick goodbye to my family.
Just about one uneventful hour later, we made our way into Indiana. Not much different than Ohio. Near the end of Indiana the landscape became more and more industrial and soon we were entering Chicago, our destination for the night.
We stopped in Lincoln Park to meet up with a good friend and spent the afternoon walking the city streets. It had been a long time since we had been to a big, American city. Hunger set in so we found the closest pizza place and the three of us dug into a 12 inch deep dish.
It was good to see our friend and his family. They always take us in during our travels and they’re always a good time. The first day of traveling never feels quite right, with our minds all jumbled up with work and the stresses of life. Chicago was a good start, but still only a start. “TO THE WEST!!!” we yelled.