Chicago - Day Two

On day two, the weather was forecasting CODE BLACK GRADE FIVE storms. I'm not kidding. There really was some kind of code black.  Which I only know from Grey's Anatomy, and I think it means bomb threat, but clearly not in this case.

All that to say, we were going to take the highly rated architectural tour, but didn't think CODE BLACK weather merited getting on a boat. So, we used our free time to try to squeeze in some of the sights before the storm came in.

Millennium Park, home of The Bean.

And some weird pig art that I made MS pose with.

There she is.

MS approached, camera in hand.

I was close behind so we could take some selfies. Because that's what you do at The Bean. I think.

We look really matchy matchy. I promise we are not that couple - despite evidence to the contrary.

After The Bean, we crossed the river and headed to the John Hancock building for the view and a cocktail.

The view.

 The cocktail.

 View from the women's bathroom. I talked the bathroom views up to MS, and turns out, the men's bathroom didn't even have windows.

 Notice the teeny tiny green spaces on top of the buildings. I bet those are bragged about in real estate listings. My zillow app came in handy  to do some price checking. Newsflash: we can't afford these condos.

 The great iPhone photographer at work.
 

 For dinner, it was time for Chicago's most famous dish - the deep dish pizza. It did not disappoint. We opted for pepperoni, sausage and peppers at Pizza Due.

We saved just enough room for after dinner cocktails. 

We toasted to the fact that the five alarm storm totally missed downtown.

 MS skipped out on the girly drinks and headed for bourbon on the rocks. Pizza and bourbon - I think it was his perfect night.

 I will leave you with some sage advice.

 Do with it what you will.