Ed is in Chicago

Here is me and my boy, posing with a newly purchased bike a couple of weeks ago. Moving to a new place is constantly confusing - whether its Kabul or Chicago seems to make little difference - there are all these little things to get a hang of - how to get the phone to work, and where to find a postoffice and all that. It's a great relief to be able to zip quickly from place to place on the bike now.

We got the bike from a collective which exports good bikes to poor places and sells poor bikes to Chicagoans to fund it. This ol' baby set us back $50. (The bike)

It's getting a bit chilly now for fun cycling, and the wind tends to alter its direction in order to give me extra exercise. But it means that Flora can get between her son and the library in quick time and I can jaunt off to my Henry IV rehearsals.

the blog has been under posted recently, as our modem was struck by lightening last week in a great Midwestern thunderstorm of epic proportions. It looked like some overenthusiastic gothic horror filmmaker had designed a film with God as producer. But after hours on the automated phoneline (I'm sorry. I didn't hear that. Did you say you want to disconnect your phone?...) to AT&T our friendly local telecommunications giant, we were sent a new one in the post. At the moment I am writing from the library, but I have high hopes for further more permanent connectivity.

I really have to post a few photos. We went on a little trip to the Mexican neighbourhood, Pilsen (yes - it used to be the Czech neighbourhood) last weekend, so I will put some of them up if any came out alright.