We were starving though and had a reccomedation for a Pizza place somewhere so using the lap top (3-G is great in the city) we toured through a variety of neighborhoods, some rather sketchy where I sweared under my breath at William Beckett) but many quaint and beautiful til hungry and stiff we arrived at the pizza place.

A sign on the door posted "on vacation" proved to disappoint. Oh, this by the way was also after we discovered that Angels and Kings, a famous WB bar was also closed on Sundays. So this was stike two in the food department. Hmmm...

Hungry and anoyed we pushed on towards Northwestern relying in part on Alec's vague recollections since she was just there back in April for Irish Worlds.