Chicago is such a badass city.
Someone tried to tell me yesterday that the people of Chicago aren’t friendly like they are down south. Having spent my first 18 years around here and having had a difficult time acclimating to the south for the last 11, I promptly launched into a rant about how midwestern hospitality is just a little cooler than the arguably oppressive sweet southern warmth.
Chicagoans are incredibly friendly; it’s just a little less conspicuous. But can you really blame a population that endures harsh winters the majority of the year for remaining a little stoic?
If people reflect the climate in which they live, what I can tell you of Chicago is that when the sun comes out you feel like you really earned it. There is nothing better.