Taste of Chicago

We left our motel in South Iowa yesterday morning and arrived in Chicago in the afternoon. After driving the past two days through green hills of farmland, it was a shock to be in such a huge city full of aggressive traffic. I love big cities though, and our host, my good friend Jordan, has shown us a great time here. He lives on the 44^th floor of a new highrise in the Loop neighborhood of the financial district, in close proximity to Union Station, water taxis, and the Sears Tower. You can even see Lake Michigan from the balcony.

Soon after we arrived, another friend of mine (Sean) rode the train in from a nearby suburb. It was so great to see some familiar faces again. We are lucky that the weather in Chicago is sunny right now after a stormy last week. We walked around a little with Penny and stopped for a sub at a place called Potbelly’s. I got the A Wreck, which had I think four different meats on it, cheese, hot peppers, etc. Best sandwich ever! We headed to the Taste of Chicago, the famous food festival aptly nicknamed the “Waste of Chicago.” Finding there were no pets allowed, we started back toward our host’s building to drop Penny off. On the way there we randomly bumped into Jordan’s roommate, Ashley, decked out in Cubs gear on her way to Wrigley Field. I guess even a big city can sometimes feel like a small town.

Here are some pictures of us at the Taste of Chicago:

And in front of the bean: