US State 7: Illinois

Everyone strained to see the Mississippi as we crossed it and so entered Illinois.

It was so dark it was hard to see, but at least it wasn't corn.

Chicago bus station at 10pm is probably not the most salubrious of places, but I checked my bag straight onto the midnight service to Detroit and called my Mum's penfriend to let her know that I would be arriving at 6am the next day.

As we pulled out of the bus station I think I saw the Hancock Tower, but it was dark and raining, so I'm not sure.

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