The Brown Elephant has come and gone. A few people from craigslist have come and gone. Almost 800 pounds of goods are now gone from our lobby area. Tonight, we tidy the rest and pack up. Tomorrow we leave Chicago for good.

I find myself missing Chicago a great deal, and we haven’t even left yet. We ate dinner at a Somalian restaurant on Clark and I wondered aloud whether or not we’d be able to find Somalian in the Bay Area (I’m sure we will). We popped into Devon Market and I glanced down the aisle at the freshly baked bread and missed the bread. I miss bread!

This city has treated us well. For three years nearly to the dot, this place has taken us in, nurtured us, and cared for us (mostly). Matthew’s entire life has been in Chicago up to this point and I hope we can adequately express to him how much Chicago has meant to us.

Thanks, Chicago. Hopefully we’ll meet again soon.