My sister thought she knew everything there was to know about Chicago, including all the suburbs. She told me about all the wonderful touristy things to do, regardless of the time of year. I was visiting her over my spring vacation, and I was hoping to go to the beach. Unfortunately, Chicago was on the lake shore, but Alsip, where she chose to take me, was not. All she could show me were cemeteries and churches. She chose a cool, windy, and rainy day to take me to Alsip, IL. I knew she was an architecture major, but there had to be something better to do. I would have rather stayed back at her apartment where there was excellent heating to take the chill off the air. As it was, she drug me to St. Terrence Catholic Church, Holy Sepulchre Cemetery and Burr Oak Cemetery. The only time we weren’t out in the weather and me shivering, was when we went to a small restaurant that said they had the best cheeseburgers in Illinois. I knew they had to be lying when I bought a cheeseburger. Either I had poor taste, or the people in Illinois had bad taste, because the cheeseburger was horrible, and I only had two bites. My sister devoured hers. I finally asked if we were done being bored and asked if we could go back to her apartment. I was shivering and needed to feel the heat that I only get from a hot shower and good HVAC. She told me I was boing and we headed back to the apartment.