Amber and I went to Chicago in June to see Coldplay, and our “neglected” kids were like, “Take us! You said we would all go to Chicago!” Two months later, after plans for a trip to Canada fell through, we made the six-hour drive to Second City and got extra-touristy: deep dish pizza, Sue the big ol’ T-Rex, the L, Chinatown, shot a couple people, Navy Pier for fireworks, Ohio Street Beach, and so on. Check out the pictures and the sad shirtless video below.
Cloud Gate, better known as the Chicago Bean, cost $23 million to make. Please go and get your selfies’ worth.
A Chicago tradition. Yelling at your kids before you get on the L.
Rotating sushi in Chinatown. A test of will. Reminder: No feet on the conveyor belt?
One of the few family selfies not initiated by Amber. Hey, the Chicago sign is cool.
Big Sue at the Field Museum. Way more entertaining than the last Jurassic Park flick.
Street art in Pilsen. A gentrifying Latino neighborhood that has a “something’s about to jump off” feel.
If something did jump off, I wasn’t leaving my Mexican chicken soup.
Ohio Street Beach at night, under the eye of office workers/peeping Toms and Theresas.
Three days in Chi-town, and he’s already rapping drill on the bus.
Millennium Park splash pad. The video only lasts 17 seconds, which is how long I can suck in my stomach.
My apologies to pedestrians who may have been shat on thanks to my kids scaring pigeons.
Saw this on the drive home. Come correct or get maimed by a hyena.
