Day 135

Today was the day we left on our annual trip to see the Cubs play. We flew up this morning and spent the afternoon driving, sightseeing, and learning our way around Chicago. As evening set in, a strange thing occurred. I had seen it happen a couple of times while watching games on TV but it was really amazing in person. A fog rolled in from Lake Michigan which hovered over the town, completely obscuring the tops of all but the shortest buildings. It also became evident how the town got its nickname "The Windy City". The lake looked almost like an ocean, much rougher than the Gulf of Mexico. Between the wind, the fog, and the cold, it really had an eerie feel.