Just came back from Chicago for a work/play trip (Liz came out for the last few days), and I have to say I was able to pack a lot into just a short trip. On this swing to the Windy City I:
* made my first trip to Wrigley Field, which is all it’s cracked up to be and more;
* went to a private party at the House of Blues
* attended a way swanky coctail party at the Field Museum, eating snacks underneath the reassembled skeleton of a T-Rex (very cool)
* took a long stroll through the LiJust came back from Chicago for a work/play trip (Liz came out for the last few days), and I have to say I was able to pack a lot into just a short trip. On this swing to the Windy City I:
* made my first trip to Wrigley Field, which is all it’s cracked up to be and more;
* went to a private party at the House of Blues
* attended a way swanky coctail party at the Field Museum, eating snacks underneath the reassembled skeleton of a T-Rex (very cool)
* took a long stroll through the Lincoln Park Zoo
* drank a LOT of tequlia
* shot a lot of pool (and even made a few shots)
* saw my Uncle Bill (and read his play, which was pretty darn good; he’s one of those darn writer types, too);
* made friends with Harry, my uncle’s cat (and Alex’s orange-furred cousin); and
* ate a great meal at an Italian restaurant.
All in all, not too shabby.
