Our second day in chicago began with a mad dash to our next hotel, a place downtown near(ish) to Michigan Ave. Liz was a trooper as she succesful survived carrying her luggage up flights and flights of subway stairs because her husband was too cheap to pay for a cab.
After our workout, we dropped in on a local bakery for fresh bagels and a mess of eggs.
Next, we visited the Art Institute. Lizzie impressed me when she correctly stated that American Gothic (y’know…the painting with the man, woman, and pitchfork) was of a man and his sister. I always thought it was husband and wife. We both loved the Monet, Renoir, and Van Gough’s. I was disappointed that the Hokusai wood blocks were on loan and not available for display. We wish we could have spent more time at the Art Institute, but we had to leave so we could be at….
Wrigley Field for the Cubs game. We found cheap seats on stubhub and the weather could not have been better for a day game. I bought a hot dog, Liz grabbed some machos and we enjoyed rooting for the home team (shame that they didn’t win). We saw two solo home runs, a stolen base, broken bat, a few double plays, and a seventh inning home team meltdown. Lizzie wanted to leave a little early, and so we left after the seventh inning. Apparently, a few cubby fans didn’t appreciate our lack of loyalty; some of them dumped about a half a cup of beer on us from the upper deck. Stay classy, chicago.
We ended the day by eating deep dish pizza at Giardano’s, walking along the Magnificent Mile, and cruising the Chicago River on the Chicago Water Taxi. Liz found a HUGE (her words) banana republic. We were lucky to escape with only some window shop-wishing and no actual damage to our travel budget
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