I know this isn't the good ol' states. But it's still North America so I'll just leave this page here. Besides, they didn't even stamp our passports. I'm bitter. The lakes in this wonderland are simply unreal. I would love to spend an entire summer here.
So every year my favorite fraternal organization has a professional conference in Chicago. Specifically every FEBRUARY. You see it. Chicago. In February. And I am STILL infatuated with this city. So that’s telling you something right there. This year, my fellow alumni partner-in-crime and I decided to skip the “professional” shenanigans and get as much out of the city as we could. Hint: copious amounts of sinfully delicious food is involved.