Just needed to put that up front. Because I’m just north of the Windy City – everyone I know occasionally goes down to Chicago for a weekend of partying, fine dining, touring, shows, etc. It’s common knowledge ’round these parts that Chicago is quick to get to, and offers a lot more diversity and entertainment than Milwaukee.
We just don’t like to admit it…
Driving in Chicago, unfortunately, is neither diverse nor entertaining. It’s closer to running the bulls in Spain – blindfolded, naked, and with both your kneecaps shot out. I could write an entire post of things better than driving in Chicago, but it would take me the better part of a year…so I’ll behave myself.
The last time I girded my loins for the battle that is traffic on the Kennedy – I prepared myself with a quick run to Best Buy for a GPS. I firmly believe he’s the only reason I managed to see Chicago from my rear-view mirror on my way to Ohio for a weekend of Wisconsin solidarity with a long-time friend.
My little plastic savior! Long may you tell me where to go!
Naturally, the kids were up for a long road trip, so I didn’t have to do all that driving alone. When we were coming back home after this weekend of alcohol and hugs and alcohol and tears and alcohol and music and, did I mention alcohol? – we once again found ourselves in enemy territory with Chicago surrounding us on all sides. From the backseat came the most delicious suggestion from my oldest son:
“Wouldn’t it be funny if someone ‘shopped Sauron’s eye in between the uprights on the Sears Tower?”
He may not have meant it as a command – but how could I resist?