Anyone that I’ve ever traveled with also probably hates me for the fact that I never sleep in during a trip. I always want to wake up as early as possible and stay up as late as possible to get the most of my time, and the view from our apartment in Chicago made me want to wake up even more. I couldn’t wait to fall asleep with the city lit up ahead, and I couldn’t wait to wake up to the sun shining in. And so I did… at 6am sharp on Friday. I set an alarm but actually woke up before it each day… and then waited patiently for Michael to get up three hours later.
We picked a Friday Cubs game so that we had our first and last day in Chicago to explore with the game falling right in the middle, and it worked out perfectly. We knew it was close by, so we headed out to find coffee and walk to Wrigley Field to gauge what the walk would be later in the day. (I was worried that maybe we’d have to walk through a bad neighborhood, but as it turns out, the walk was in Chicago’s Proudest Neighborhood and we were completely fine.)
We did some shopping (so I could get my first hat ever), had lunch next door to the stadium, and headed back to change and walk right back in time for the game. I will be the first to say aside from playing tee-ball as a kid (go Cubs!), I know nothing about baseball except for the fact that they always have the best hot dogs. I knew I wanted to get a true Chicago dog, and I wasn’t sure what to get on it, so I just went for everything. Did I do it right? Too much? Either way, it was delicious. And the Cubs won! We had amazing seats, Wrigley Field is beautiful and the ivy along the outfield pretty much won me over. I knew Michael was looking forward to this day the most so it made me happy to see him with such a smile on his face.