A visit to the windy city

Our grad student daughter has an internship with one of the big four accounting firms in Chicago, so she and I flew up there earlier this week to get her moved into her apartment. Poor thing... it was a big flashback to freshman year dorms for all five of the girls she's rooming with on the 12th floor of her student apartment building in the midst of DePaul University. It's back to matchbox-sized rooms, twin beds and sharing a bathroom. Thus far she thinks they seem like a nice group of young women, all recent college grads from Kansas, Washington, New Hampshire, and a fellow Texan. Good thing they'll all be working the Monday to Friday grind and otherwise out of the apartment most days for either their jobs or exploring their new environment. This is the view of the L tracks from her living room window.

We stayed in a nice quiet hotel in the theater district. Every day we walked a 10K, buying her necessities (things like XL twin sheets, a blanket and pillow), plus checking out local tourist spots and eating at some interesting places. 

Fortunately, the move-in weather was sunny and mild by Chicago winter standards (highs in the 40s), so it was a really nice trip to get her settled and check out this city I had only visited once in my early 20s. I left our intern with a big scarf and three pair of water resistant gloves, plus the winter boots I bought to wear in Iceland a couple years ago, so she's all set for the snow and bitterly cold weather whistling through the windy city when the next Arctic/Canadian front arrives.