I’ve always really liked Chicago. When I drove across the country to move to Connecticut back in 1989, I stopped there for three days and told my dad that if Connecticut didn’t work out, I was going to give Chicago a try. I STILL think about moving there every once in a while, and then I remember the winters they have! LOL!
So imagine my delight when my schedule came out for May and I had a trip to Chicago with a 32 hour layover! Jeff was planning to join me, and the hotel was rumored to be excellent, so I was VERY excited.
The morning before the trip there were plenty of seats and Jeff and I were psyched for a mini-getaway. But then the East Coast was hit with major thunderstorms that evening resulting in many cancellations. So much for any empty seats for Jeff. Sigh. Oh well. There would be other opportunities for the two of us to go. In the meantime, my trip was still on!
The hotel was every bit as nice as people said, with plenty of old-fashioned touches from when it was built. It was also conveniently located in the heart of downtown, with my first destination – the Art Institute of Chicago – only a few blocks away.
I’m not a huge art museum person, but I’m trying to develop more of an appreciation for it. This was a great museum to work on that. I downloaded their app and decided to take the “Ferris Bueller” tour.
Nothing goes to windward . . . 