
Here is a view of the highway heading towards downtown Chicago.
So Will and I left Chicago bright and early for Milwaukee where we had lunch with my Great Aunt Selma. Aunt Selma is doing fabulously and it was good to talk to her about politics, old age and family. It was beneficial to be with an elderly person especially after spending the past five months almost exclusively with my college friends. I think one of the big flaws of the college life, and maybe our society in general, is how isolated age groups are.
Anyway, while on the road through Wisconsin, Will suggested we stop at the Wisconsin Dells, what he described as the "Midwestern Las Vegas with water parks instead of casinos." I think stopping at the Dells was crucial for my journey of American discovery: it is a cultural landmark and we went to the largest indoor water park in America:
Will and I connected with our inner eight grader in the park, but the park was topped by our most quintessentially American experience of the trip: our time in a steakhouse next to the water park. The booths at the steak house were set up so you had no choice but to watch one of the four large projected TV screens. The booths were equipped with dials to chose which audio from the different TV's you wanted. And in case you wanted to avoid TV, sorry, but the American Idol audio was playing loudly in the restaurant. We were fortunate enough to be there during the American Idol finale and the restaurant erupted in applause when one of the David's won. Between the four large projections of different channels (and more TV's around the room), the blaring audio and the steak it was nearly impossible to interact with the people you came to eat with. Oh, America.
Anyway we camped that night, then arrived in Minneapolis the next day. I've done a lot so far in Minneapolis and I'll spare you all the details (and the names of the different lakes) but one of our highlights so far for sure was our time at Carlton College with my friends from camp, Lydia and Drew. We were blessed with the festivities of Rotblatt, an event that involves waking up at 4:30 AM to play softball with beer in hand.
Anyway yesterday we went to the Zoo which was large and interesting and I was graced by the sight of our country's glorious national symbol:
Today, I went to Sound Stage 08, a hip-hop festival where I saw Brother Ali, Atmosphere, Aesop Rock and Dilated Peoples, among others. Brother Ali had amazing positive energy rocked the crowd. It was great to see independent music thriving.
I fly back to the San Francisco on Tuesday, and once I'm back in the bay area, I promise to look back on the trip and reflect on what I've learned about America.





