Chicago: Day 3 - "I don't remember his real name so I'm just being racist"

This turned into John Hughes movie location day.

We'd played around with the idea of visiting some movie locations because Angie had printed a list off and some of them seemed quite close to Chicago. It turned out that they were all within about an hour's drive of each other so we just went for it. We started off my heading to the school from The Breakfast Club. It's now some sort of police building so we couldn't go inside but after speaking to a friendly policeman called Hernando (I don't remember his real name so I'm just being racist) we figured that they'd completely remodeled the inside anyway. We did a recreation of one of the opening scenes from the movie.



The school from Ferris Beuller was next. I totally couldn't remember it but I know it'll flood back when I next watch the movie. They were playing football on the field so we couldn't go there but that was the field used in the final scene of The Breakfast Club where Bender punches the air. We did another little scene in front of the school. For some reason I was made to play the leading role again.... so annoying.

We then moved on to the house from Home Alone. I wasn't sure I'd remember it as I haven't seen that movie in years but as we pulled up to the house it totally came back to me. It's a lovely house in a really lovely area. We also visited the church and school which featured in the movie but I had no recollection of those whatsoever. The Uncle Buck house was just a few minutes up the road so we checked that out too.

On the list that Angie had printed off we pretty much just went to the ones I was interested in. I was forced into being the decisive one so that's just how it worked out.

I was staying in a hostel that night so Angie drove home and Carrie dropped me and Lacey at the train station so we could head back into Chicago.  I checked in and then walked Lacey to the bus station. She got lucky with a crazy but funny bus driver who decided to leave half an hour late for no apparent reason. I felt a bit scared walking back to the hostel on my own, mainly because in a lot of downtown areas the streets seem to be empty after dark. I suppose it's the same at home but Peterborough's city centre is not as big as Chicago's. I got back to the hostel, briefly met my room mates and then went to sleep at about midnight, still not knowing if I was leaving Chicago the next day.