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Due to the demands of leek soup making, answer giving, and toyota cursing I was delayed by a day or two but here it is the epic journey I call: RUPERT AND SALAD BARBARIAN'S DAY OF FUN!

Ah the simple joys of html code.

(Be warned there are a lot of pictures here including a picture of a dead animal. It's not gruesome, but it is there. There is also singing Rupert.)

Anywho on to thee adventure:

I left home shortly after 6 AM while it was still dark. There was a slight drizzle of rain but not bad enough to threaten my camera or mp3 player. If Rupert noticed he didn't say anything. However on the buses and L to downtown a few people did notice him (I guess he's just that cute). Upon arrival at 12th street beach I walked past the beach itself and went to an area with slightly more vegetation to begin documenting the trip (if you want to see an image larger just click on it):


There were a heck of a lot of mosquitoes around. I'm darn lucky I didn't get bit.

Rupert: Born free...as free as the wind blows...

...as free as the grass grows.

They didn't seem to bother him for some reason.

We then moved farther south and the terrain became more rocky:




We discovered some pictograms

but we were unable to decipher them.


Of course on any journey you have to stop and smell the flowers:


Then it was on to a great rock beach:

Where we found some interesting items:

ski and bones

All was right and well with the world


until the ancient evil intruded

Just when I thought it was safe to go out for a walk

The foul fiends were again following me!

Rupert: I frowned upon it's shenanigans:


I managed to compose myself and tried to enjoy myself. But I was once again confronted by vile villainy!

As I was looking at it I noticed a bad smell. At first I thought it was just the lake (it's not know for being clean) But it turned out I was not the only victim of evil.

Surly you might say to me that no two tennis balls no matter how evil could fell a bird.

and sure enough there was soon a third wicked wretch uncovered!

I had already pocketed the first so these are the second and third.

We took one last shot and moved on soon after.


Rupert: On the road again...


We went back up to the beach.
Rupert: And as I try to make my way...

...to the ordinary world...

...I will learn to survive.

As we walked along the lake shore we were once more set upon by a repugnant rapscallion!

It tried to hide among some seaweed but it was undone by it's lack of fur.


We then went to the pier by the planetarium.

Rupert: I will keep on keeping on.


Rupert:Oh, the ships will come and the ships will go,
As long as the waves do roll:
The sailor lad, likewise his dad,
He loves the flowing bowl:
A lass ashore we do adore,
One that is plump and round, round, round.
When the money is gone,
it's the same old song,
Get up, Jack! John, sit down!


(Boy Rupert turning into a American idol ain't he?)

Behold the Chicago Planetarium:


Over here is the John G Shedd Aquarium:


There are several such places in one area called the Museum Campus. It's right on the lakefront.


Rupert: The world is mine.


Another look at the Aquarium:


As we ambled along we were startled to discover...

Nessie?

The Field Museum where you can find the man eating lions who were the basis for The Ghost and the Darkness movie.


De Rupert stalks es prey.


Rupert: Them bones, them bones, them dry bones.


Unfortunately Rupert was wrong about the condition of the bones. They were if fact wet and getting wetter. What was a small drizzle at the start was now full on rain. Sadly we had to head on home to avoid damaging my electronic gizmos.

On the last bus home the driver pulled up and looked afraid to open the doors. When she did she asked if Rupert was real and seemed scared of him. Other than that the only comment he got was a woman near the Field Museum who asked if his eyes lit up.

Despite the appearance of evil, it was a pleasant trip over all and one I hope to repeat at some point in the future.

Also: May toyota's every move be hampered by Herculean amounts of stale cheese.

Date: 2008-09-16 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] leda-et-al.livejournal.com
nice trip. Rupert is a cutie, born to pose.

I never before knew the evils of tennis balls . . . that'll learn me.

^_^

Date: 2008-09-17 01:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] salad-barbarian.livejournal.com
I didn't always think tennis balls were little fuzzy green agents of hell. But then they started showing up everywhere I went. One night at work I saw one. Then I saw one that morning on the train tracks on my way home. Then latter that day another one at my aunt's home. A week later out at a forest preserve I came across one more. Ever since then I seem to notice them around me.

Date: 2008-09-17 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gentle-john.livejournal.com
Rupert has a lovely baritone voice.

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