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After spending many a summer fighting the crowds at North Avenue beach, competing with teeny-boppers and muscle dudes pounding volleyballs in my face, I was pretty pleased to finally make it to Montrose.
(That being said, Chicago, you never fail to impress and surprise me even after all these years.)
I hadn't been here and after finally finding the group of friends, breathed a sigh of relief to see there was plenty of space to stretch out, find a spot of your own and overall relax with out someone screaming, "Like! Oh my God!" from two beach blankets away.
Only downfall, there isn't a bar at this one -- but you can pack your own cooler, save some cash and Chicago Police will not be on you like they are at that "other" beach. Then again, I'm disappointed anywhere I go and there isn't a bar.
Check out my review of Montrose Beach - I am superchristine - on Qype
After spending many a summer fighting the crowds at North Avenue beach, competing with teeny-boppers and muscle dudes pounding volleyballs in my face, I was pretty pleased to finally make it to Montrose.
(That being said, Chicago, you never fail to impress and surprise me even after all these years.)
I hadn't been here and after finally finding the group of friends, breathed a sigh of relief to see there was plenty of space to stretch out, find a spot of your own and overall relax with out someone screaming, "Like! Oh my God!" from two beach blankets away.
Only downfall, there isn't a bar at this one -- but you can pack your own cooler, save some cash and Chicago Police will not be on you like they are at that "other" beach. Then again, I'm disappointed anywhere I go and there isn't a bar.
Check out my review of Montrose Beach - I am superchristine - on Qype
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