It wasn't all fun and games. We dropped in at the son's house to take in a 3000 pound sofa bed.Then onto the city.
Interstate 88 looking east.
Don't want to know how much this cost the state...nice if your lost.
The Chicago skyline in the distance on 290...yes the Hancock building on the left and Sear tower on the right...lean in see...closer...closer...see it...good...now clean off the nose print and continue down.
Some object d' art along the high way. Spirit of the Flame or something like that
Ad for a restaurant on the side of a building.
Old Dearborn Station at the end of Dearborn St
Author Chris Bohjalian speaks at the Barnes and Noble tent. For the longest time thought Chris was she...He had his book as an Oprah title...
Why the name of the bookfair. the old printers row in Chicago
Crowds on Dearborn looking south to Dearborn Station.
More crowds along Polk street.
I think I heard of this place
Some guy reading his sad poetry."The cold mud stuck to my shoe as the smell of decay filled my nose...I knew I was home again."
Nancy next to an antique printing press.
Went to a place called 17 West in the old Bergdorff Hotel for lunch.We had Helga as a waitress sweet young girl. (tongue stuck firmly in check about that) Food ok not great. Watercress and fennel salad...looked like someone had snipped pieces off a plant and put it on the plate. I didn't know if I wanted to eat it or put it in water to try and grow roots. Dark wood. dark place. tryed to take a picture with out a flash...draw attention to myself. So I took a picture of the window that was behind us. Its a glass of Root beer. This place is supposed to be known for it.Got back home by 6,tired, hot and sweaty. Don't think we will be going back next year. And learned and important lesson.... few places sell Dr Pepper in downtown chicago.....
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