Some times when I have taken a lot of pictures of an event or trip, the burden of sorting through them and weeding and deleting gets to be burdensome to me, and so I put it off and put it off and put it off. You get the idea. So it is only now that I am posting pictures of a trip I took with several friends to the Windy City, home of the juggernaut Chicago Cubbies.
I don’t know, but Chicago might be a great place to live (I think I could even manage the brutal cold); I know it is a great place to visit. Our trip and our pictoral chronicling of it (yes, I did not take all the pictures) begins on the wee hours of Saturday morning driving through Illinois farmland… takes a stop at Crackea, er, Ikea…hits up the wonderful Clark Street…swings by a very lively Wrigleyville where the Cardinals were thumping the Cubs for a change (make sure to look for the classic shot where a Cubbie fan disrespects Nathan’s T-shirt)…meanders down the lakefront, where it is proven that it is good to have friends who are posers, er, who like to pose…then it is on to a hip coffee shop and pizza…then back to the lake front from a different perspective for more posing. Whew! Then to bed (check here for good hotel deals)…wake up…visit the amazing, big, shiny bean thingy and is amazing surroundings…zip up the Magnificent Mile…zip up the Hancock building (Hint: if you go up to the Signature Room and get an expensive drink or meal you can avoid the commercial elevator and still get a great view)…back down the Mile…drive aimlessly around the southside looking for Greek town (which happens to be right next to downtown…Opa!…more cornfields…then snoozing. Well, for some of us anyway. Some of us had to turn in grades the next day.
Well, enjoy! And, yes, this is after I deleted several hundred shots. Groan.
And, all kidding aside, I love it when friends graciously pose for me, either seriously or in frivolity..