I must admit that I gave big cities a bad reputation in my mind after only experiencing San Francisco. I don’t think it’s much of a surprise to people who know me, but I don’t particularly like San Francisco. Knowing that, I thought New York would be similar for me. I was wrong about that. And even more wrong once we got to Chicago.
I’m kind of in love. Not that love-at-first-sight that Romeo and Juliet thought they had. More like, “Right now, I could see myself trying out a committed relationship with you, Chicago. I’m not entirely certain you’re the one for me, but I’m willing to give you a decent shot to win me over.” I didn’t say that out loud, of course. People would have thought I was weird.
First thing I did in the city was a visit to Navy Pier. I was expecting something like Fisherman’s Wharf in Monterrey. It was more like a small city out over the water. I’m also ashamed to admit that I had a momentary lapse in my geographical intelligence. I said something to the effect of “Boy, that Atlantic Ocean breeze sure smells nice!” Yes, brain: Lake Michigan is the same as the Atlantic Ocean.
After walking the pier, a group of us decided to brave the *lakeside* breeze for some outdoor dining at Bubba Gump: Chicago. We sat down, ordered drinks, ordered food, and then fun happened. You see, the breeze was just an overture to the gale force winds and searingly cold rain. Once our food came, we promptly got to-go containers and finished our food inside the indoor, heated, and dry McDonald’s. I finished off the evening with a chocolate haystack and a bit of chocolate pecan fudge from a quaint little chocolatier in the mall on the pier. Three words are sufficient to describe my experience: well worth it. All I can say is that I’m looking forward to tomorrow with great gusto.
Also, if you are free around 8 pm Central time, you can take a listen tot he performance at Millennium Park here! Hope it’s a good one!