Chicago Couchcrash 2012 – Beach.
Ahhh Chicago. I miss this place.
Having turned up a stranger, I ended up with a beach full of people to spend time with in the city.
I was fairly peckish… when out of nowhere, Sitt produced a whole cooked chicken, chips, bread and salsa.
What a guy. Who comes that prepared to the beach?
Leeann looks unimpressed.
She kept showering me with sand whenever she stood up though, so she deserves what she gets.
Apparently locals avoid the beach because there’s always gangs kicking around.
They must have seen my kilt and scarpered.
