Saturday, January 03, 2009

Travel Log: Entry Three

When you are the only white kids in a crowded Thai restaurant, you know you've hit the ethnic food jackpot. I will say I was glad we were rolling eight deep, seeing as uptown isn't the most tourist friendly neighborhood.

The Green Mill turned out to be completely legitimate jazz club. Senior citizens, local urbanites, and quasi-intellectual college students alike crowded into this standing room only venue to catch some hot Chicago jazz.

Good times.

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