This last weekend, my wife and I went to Chicago for a kinda-crazy 30 hour trip.
After a night that can only be described as Hell thanks to insomnia, we left for Nashville at 5:30am. We arrived at 7:30 and we're in the airport for our flight on Southwest to Midway. After landing at Midway, we met up with my Dad and rode the "El" back into downtown Chicago where they were staying.
Then, we went to Giordano's in downtown Chicago to get some delicious Chicago-style pizza. Yum!

(Yes, that fucker is like 2 inches thick!)
After that, we got on the road to Rockford, were my cousin was getting married. Well, not really married. They were already married - they just went to a justice of the peace - and were just throwing a big party to celebrate their marriage. It was an interesting evening. I got to see my cousin for the first time since I went to California a few years back, and my uncle for the first time in probably about 10 years.
We stayed the night in Rockford. I bought some natural sleep aid that worked on my insomnia. Or maybe it was that I was so tired I was beginning to hallucinate.
The next morning, we left to head back to Chicago. Since we didn't have to leave until 5pm, we decided to do a little sightseeing. But seeing as how we didn't have a lot of time, we opted to do a boat trip around downtown Chicago and on the waterfront.

(I'm on a boat!)
The boat tour turned out to be a great idea and a really good way to cover a lot of ground. And, at only $25 a person, a bargain as well!
We tool the "El" back down to Midway and flew home, where I learned a very important lesson about flying Southwest: if you don't check in, online, the minute you possibly can, you get really screwed. My wife and I were literally like almost the last people on the airplane, and couldn't sit together.
We finally landed back in Nashville and, after stopping at Jimmy John's for a sandwich (and I discovered I still don't like Jimmy John's that much), we finally returned back to Huntsville at about 10pm.
After a night that can only be described as Hell thanks to insomnia, we left for Nashville at 5:30am. We arrived at 7:30 and we're in the airport for our flight on Southwest to Midway. After landing at Midway, we met up with my Dad and rode the "El" back into downtown Chicago where they were staying.
Then, we went to Giordano's in downtown Chicago to get some delicious Chicago-style pizza. Yum!

(Yes, that fucker is like 2 inches thick!)
After that, we got on the road to Rockford, were my cousin was getting married. Well, not really married. They were already married - they just went to a justice of the peace - and were just throwing a big party to celebrate their marriage. It was an interesting evening. I got to see my cousin for the first time since I went to California a few years back, and my uncle for the first time in probably about 10 years.
We stayed the night in Rockford. I bought some natural sleep aid that worked on my insomnia. Or maybe it was that I was so tired I was beginning to hallucinate.
The next morning, we left to head back to Chicago. Since we didn't have to leave until 5pm, we decided to do a little sightseeing. But seeing as how we didn't have a lot of time, we opted to do a boat trip around downtown Chicago and on the waterfront.

(I'm on a boat!)
The boat tour turned out to be a great idea and a really good way to cover a lot of ground. And, at only $25 a person, a bargain as well!
We tool the "El" back down to Midway and flew home, where I learned a very important lesson about flying Southwest: if you don't check in, online, the minute you possibly can, you get really screwed. My wife and I were literally like almost the last people on the airplane, and couldn't sit together.
We finally landed back in Nashville and, after stopping at Jimmy John's for a sandwich (and I discovered I still don't like Jimmy John's that much), we finally returned back to Huntsville at about 10pm.