Two things I do not like: long lines and hot dogs. In the last few hours of our Lolla trip, Ricky and I tried to go to the Sears (ugh, whatever, "Willis") Tower. Fail - due to long line. He also convinced me to eat a Chicago dog. Fail - due to me not liking hot dogs. And what's with the ketchup hate, Chicago? Tell a Pittsburgh girl to keep her hands off the Heinz 57? Please.

Chicago, IL/8.6.12