Chicago

I made a friend on the flight to Chicago. Her name is Jules and she said this as we stepped off the plane:

"I wish this was Amsterdam."

Stop me if you've heard this one before...

Chicago is no Amsterdam. In fact, she's turning out to be fickle and unwelcoming, what with the weather and the sea of fast walkers that swept Jules away from me. So there will be no wild Chicago adventures, at least this day; my attention turns now to my German phrasebook, something Jules has assured me will not be necessary. "Everybody speaks English," she said. "It's great!"

Sure. But I do want to try these ones out at some point:

- Kann man hier tanzen? (Can we dance here?)
- Haben Sie Heringe furs Zelt? (Do you have any tent pegs?)
- Wie bitte?? Null Heringe furs Zelt?? (What?? No tent pegs??)

TJH