Not much has changed.

Local 1 is still on strike in front of the Congress plaza Hotel.  It looks like the CTA got some new upholstery, but people still leave apple cores and peanut shells on the train floor.  Everyone lives in Logan Square.  There are wild turkeys in Rhinelander. The same people frequent the same venues.  Reckless is still one of my favorite places in the world.   

Much like the election, this homecoming has been a flourish of excitement, followed by a relapse into bad, predictable behavior, and inevitably, disappointment.  If only I could hand-pick about four friends, cheap cheese, and baseball, and airmail them to Sydney, I'd be in business.