I am so seriously sorry guys. Really, really sorry. I meant to upload, but then I was all like, "Hey this other thing would be more fun". And then you know what? I did that other thing.
But hey, I've got an idea - let's just all pretend that it's last week. Now stick with me here. I know, I know, it's not last week. You've already torn those pages off of your Far Side daily calender. and the recycling went out Friday.
But you don't have to pretend for a long time. 30 minutes tops. I promise.
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Although hurricane strength winds were lacking, the Windy City delivered well enough as the winds blew in storm clouds, sunny skies, and eventually more clouds (of the friendly, fluffy variety favored by Care Bear communities).
Our first stop was the Soldier Field parking lot where we tried to belatedly claim concert going status in exchange for free parking.
Parking attendant: "Are you going to the Concert?"
Us: "No, why?"
Parking attendant: "Parking would have been free - that will be $15."
Us: "... What if we told you we were going to the concert?"
Parking attendant: "I'd ask you who was playing."
Us: Hands over $15.
Lunch consisted of Chicago Dogs, which we discovered are passable but far inferior to the Toronto Hot Dog (and for our Duke audience, somewhat poorer than a Pauly Dogs).
We walked into the city, declining a free shuttle ride to experience the wonders of the Chicago parks. I'd rate them 8/10 on a wonder scale.
Or at least I would have until we came upon a giant shiny metal thing! That's right. A Giant. Shiny. Metal. Thing. It's as fantastic as it sounds. Take a look.
You can high five yourself! Like whoa.
Next stop? The public library, because we know how to live it up. And within the library? Bone art. I like to call this piece 'Varun and the tailbone'.
We left our mark on the way out despite a plot to deprive us of ink. The caption reads: "The Boys. A Bone-ified Sensation"
The city itself is very cool architecturally speaking, with a mixture of new and old well spaced out to give each building it's own sense of grandeur which the crowded skyscape of New York lacks.
This scene was depicted on the bridge at the center of town. I'm sure it too is historic, but I still cringed. Politically correct anyone?
One of the great decisions we've made so far was stopping at the Drake hotel for no reason other than it was the Drake Hotel. How bad ass is that?
Even more bad ass when you see the bar which is straight out of the past.
Dinner was at the famous Gino's East Pizzeria.
The deep dish Chicago Style pizza was awesome. Mmm.
It's been a good day.
Until next time loyal readers,Dave
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