So today Bill and I have to work, and Felipe will be on his own. He is going to be very brave and adventurous and take the train into downtown Chicago and spend the day there. To me, this is a very brave thing to try and do on your second day in a country. I mean, when I first moved to Chicago, I didn’t want to take the train and go downtown by myself, and I even know the language well! So, last night Bill and I tried to give as many directions, maps, and suggestions as possible. It really was Bill giving directions, and me saying “did you tell him about…” “what about…” “and don’t forget to tell him…” since I didn’t entirely understand what he was saying (considering I am only at the very early stages of learning Spanish). I know that Chicago is supposed to be set up like a grid and be very easy to understand, but I am still nervous for him. I don’t want him to get lost! Finally, around 11pm, Bill and I decided we should head to bed if we were even going to think about making it to work today, and Felipe told us to “stop worrying.” I guess I will try to stop, but I will feel much better when I know he has made it back to our house at the end of the day.