Summer is (officially) here. And while there are many lists on the internet dedicated to Chicago’s mating season in the sun, I wanted to take the time and tell you the worst parts about summers here.
- It’s either really hot or mehhhh.
- When you finally install your window a/c unit, Fall happens.
- Your chances of getting skin cancer in the bleachers at Wrigley are about 99.9%
- Gently used condoms washed ashore on Montrose Beach.
- Bodies….washed ashore at Montrose Beach.
- You recognize like, 2 bands on the Lollapalooza Lineup, but still pray for tickets.
- To sit in the beer lines.
- Let’s not mention the port-o potty lines…and the overflow (ummm…sewage?)
- No helmet or knee pads can save you from the disaster zone that is the lake front trail on a Saturday.
- Festival food poisoning.
Even with the sunburn, indigestion, and empty wallet…Chicago truly is the best city for Summer. Happy Summer Solstice!
xox,
Lyndsey Marie