This past few days in Chicago were spent looking for a place to live for me and my roommate come August. It was a warm and at times, stressful weekend, but all in all very productive and worthwhile.
I ended up finding a garden apartment in the hip, yuppie Lakeview area (for those of you not familiar with garden apartments, it's a fancy way to say <7ft. ceiling basement). I am very pleased with my decision (a fiscally responsible one I might add) and think my roommate will love it too. There's a lot of fixing up to do and some decorating so that it's homey, but it's what my parents and I do best.
My dad and I explored the northern neighborhoods of the city and got a lay of the land, stopping for beers and hard ciders along the way.
I really think I'm going to love living there.
5 more weeks, Chicago, and I'm yours!
We'll be living in the basement of this abode.