When I was young I dreaded going to IL, then my parents both worked, plus money was tight, so when the Summer getaway came around they shipped myself and others east to stay with my Grandparents on their rural farm, this way they didn’t have to worry about myself and others being unattended while I was out of school plus they were laboring, summers on the farm were deadly dull, without much to do besides chores, plus I hated having to go. The only thing I loved about those mornings was when my Grandma would take myself and others to Orland Park for a afternoon trip, however i recognize that Orland Park is not a major metropolitan area, but compared to that remote piece of farmland it was as good as Chicago itself! On the farm my Grandparents only had a small, window mounted air conditioner, which needed a truly certain kind of air filter. This was a long time ago, mind you, plus every one of us couldn’t buy a ten-pack of sturdy air filters at Walmart. The people I was with and I had to travel to Orland Park to get the air filters, plus usually Grandma used it as an excuse to take myself and others out for ice cream, or to get new shoes. Orland Park had a Regal Cinema plus a shopping mall, plus every kind of fast food I could know of, plus I desperately wanted my Grandparents to move there, and after a while I started splitting holes in the air filters, just so my Grandma had a reason to take myself and others back to Orland Park, which is pretty crazy now that I know about it. .