It was not me who says it, all its inhabitants. I have not met one person happy to live here. The question, inscrutable mystery, being to know why they do not leave (the bus company Greyhound is perhaps partly responsible, as we shall see) ... Basically the problem in Chicago is that there is nothing to do. But nothing at all, huh ... Suddenly, we drink, we drink a lot, it commonly takes drugs, it inevitably ends by fighting, and rape are common. I'm not kidding, St. Louis is officially the city crime rate the highest in the United States. I had a pretty good overview through couchsurfing : my hostess was unable to offer me something else to do that evening Heavy Drinking (yes, OK, I was not disturbed more than that), her boyfriend took drugs (cool, I met my first dealer!), and they had quite a history of casual sex more or less voluntary to tell, especially with their couchsurfers . I wisely refrained. In all this, I was not perfectly at ease, and indeed a false prophet met in a bar called me an "adventurer frightens" which was surprisingly appropriate. A bit far from my comfortable little world, all that. And a slap for the Duchy, one! That said, somewhere, it feels good.
I must still be objective: there are good odds in St. Louis, and these are the people who inhabit it. Also palms, they are tired, they are incredibly hospitable, at least for foreigners. I could not get used to people who say hello, as you cross the street, then you've never seen ... We are already starting to feel the legendary Southern culture (or rather Louisiana, 1 meaning of term - revise your geography). Moreover, it better not be racist, otherwise feel quite ill at ease ...
But anyway, it is with a bit of relief that I'm headed for the Tennessee. Even if it cost me over $ 100 and more than 17h!! If you cross me, and that the ball will be part of excitement, I will speak about the staggering incompetence of the bus system (probably a public way) Greyhound, I think it will make you laugh! Advantage, I sympathize with muckers , and would be likely shot in riot in France took place in a roar of laughter ...
I ask my brother Mark, who is also going through this city, to leave no comment. Yes, of course, I exaggerated a bit about me. Otherwise it's not funny, huh ...
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