An early alarm for us at 7am, throw some clothes on and grab
a bag to walk over to the hotel for a rare breakfast out. It wasn’t too bad –
there was scrambled eggs and sausages, fruit, cereal and bread products
available, so we grabbed a bite each and a hot drink.
I summoned an Uber which should have been with us well
before 8am. Whether I didn’t request the
pick-up location precisely enough or our driver was just insistent on going to
the casino we’ll never know. But we saw
our cab head down to the casino in the distance and couldn’t manage to get in
touch with him. Eventually Simon had to
walk down to the casino to grab our cab and head back to pick me up. I got in and said ‘Step on it driver’ – he
laughed, but I wasn’t joking. It was now
8am and the Satnav estimated an 8.15 arrival time at the station for our 8.20
train and we still had to work out what tickets to buy. Our driver, Stephen, was in no rush but when
we pulled up at the station he noticed our train was already at the platform
and then advised that we’d better run for it - Helpful! Obviously, it was our
first time at this station, so we ran whilst looking out for the ticket
office. We saw a portacabin with a sheet
of paper stuck to it advising to buy tickets on the train – excellent. But as we reached the bottom of the stairs
our train to Chicago pulled out. A tramp
on the platform noted our despair as the train had left five minutes earlier
than expected. He advised that the train
definitely leaves at 8.15am on weekends, not 8.20am as per our photocopied
schedule, and then told us our options – wait for TWO hours for the next cheap
train or go across to Amtrak to see if there was another, more expensive
option. We were not going to waste two
hours of our day hanging out at the train station so off to Amtrak it was. Luckily there was an 8.59am train that would
get us into Chicago for 10am but would cost us $26 single rather than the $16
it would have cost for weekend passes for on the other line which would have
covered our return journey including all public transport in the City.
Our final point of arrival - Union Station |
But nevermind, these things happen, it was
just a shame that our helpful hotel didn’t have the up to date schedule! A less than perfect start to the day, but
onwards and upwards….
The Sears/Willis Tower |
…..Up the Willis Tower, to be exact. This used to be the Sears Tower, which is
what many people still refer to it as, but when British Insurance Brokers, the
Willis Group, bought a large portion of tower space in 2009 the name changed
with their lease. Whatever you call it,
this was the tallest building in the World for nearly 25 years between 1973 and
1998 containing 108 stories at 442.1 metres tall. Today’s clear sky made it a great opportunity
to take in the views and we beat the worst of the queues by getting there
reasonably early in the day.
Above: The North view of the bustling City and our first glimpses of Lake Michigan |
The view south-east - parks on the Lake edge |
Amazing views like this aren’t enough for tourists
these days, apparently we also need an adrenalin rush. So, now there is the sky deck. Similar to other vertigo-inducing tourist
attractions we have visited, we got the opportunity to stand/ sit on some clear
glass with nothing more in between us and the concrete pavement 442.1 metres
below (left).
Not wanting to be late for the second time today, we kept an
eye on the time as we had to navigate the metro system north to reach our next
tourist appointment. I really enjoyed
riding the metro as, unlike the London underground, you are raised up and so
get to enjoy views of the city:
View from a moving metro train |
We managed to make it to Wrigley Field
baseball Stadium with two minutes to spare before our midday tour. It was a busy tour – there must have been
about 50 people in our group for our guide to entertain, the majority of which
were clearly massive Cubs fans from their attire. We admitted straight away that we weren’t
exactly experts on the subject of baseball but that Wrigley Field is still an
iconic sporting venue to see. It is the
second oldest baseball stadium in the land, having been completed in 1914,
though there have been a number of additions and improvements since then. Our guide was very knowledgeable and
entertaining, giving us some useful gems about the place. We got to see the
stadium from various different sections of seating including the
bleachers (we now know that means benches – the cheap seats), the visitors’
dressing room and the press office.
View from the bleachers |
View from the press box |
Si got a seat in one of the visitors' lockers |
The Visitors dressing room, (left) despite
smelling mildly of sweaty feet, has housed numerous sporting greats not only
from baseball but also American Football and hockey and even some of the
World’s most famous musicians – Sir Paul McCartney, Elton John, the Foo
Fighters and Billy Joel to name a few.
The tour ended with a visit to the side
of the pitch and the Cubs’ dug-out:
Some famous baseball behinds have sat in those seats |
The last question we asked our guide was advice on the best
place to go for an Italian beef sandwich for my continued quest through the
States’ top ten. We headed five blocks down the road to Al’s, as per our
guide’s advice. We shared a large which
came in a white sub roll but we were a little underwhelmed by it. Yes, the beef was very tender and juicy but
that was all you could taste, even though they added cheese. So, it was sadly a little bland and scored a
mediocre 6/10.
But it gave us the energy required to jump back on the metro and
head south back into the city to find the pick-up point for our crime tour at
4pm.
We boarded a crammed-full limousine bus with very comfy leather
seats. Experiencing the traffic in the
City we were relieved to have not brought the RV into the madness! But the
traffic jams gave our guide, Ben, time to tell us a tale relevant to the
location we were attempting to reach.
Our first stop – the Biograph Theatre (left) - the location of the shoot-out which led to the
death of notorious bank robber John Dillinger in July 1934 after his land-lady
tipped off ‘the Feds’. Having seen Public Enemies starring Johnny Depp as
Dillinger, we recognised the location and got some snaps, including the
alleyway where he breathed his last.
The alleyway where Dillinger died |
Back on the bus we were told about crimes and gangsters,
both new and old, but I have to admit to losing some focus as my friendly
migraine made a re-visit. But it was a
good way to get to see more of the City and stop in some famous locations.
One of these was a Harry Caray’s restaurant. Harry was a baseball sports caster with special links to our earlier stop at Wrigley Field, where he spent 16 years as the announcer for the Cubs. The basement of the restaurant we stopped at has original press cuttings on the wall relating to some of the most famous gangster-related incidents in Chicago’s history as well as containing some more hidden tunnels used during the prohibition era. My favourite fact from the tour was that, despite it being prohibition, there were actually three times more places could grab a drink back then than there are now – almost 15,000 speak-easys in the City against the current 4500 bars!!
Original press cutting about machine gun Kelly |
Gap behind railings into hidden tunnels |
The tour lasted almost two hours and then it was time to
locate another Chicago cuisine favourite for dinner – deep dish pizza. Completely failing to appreciate just how
deep these pizzas are we ordered our normal ‘large’ to share at an Uno’s
restaurant.
Embarrassingly, we only
managed two slices each, leaving us another half a pizza to take away in a very
large box! Despite drinking gallons of
water and taking some pain killers I could not shift my headache again so we
started making our way to La Salle station to try to catch the cheaper train
back to Joliet. Our good deed for the
day was handing our left-over pizza box to someone far more needy than us – a
guy going through the bins for scraps at the metro station won and was very
grateful, sending us on with his blessing.
We got our third train tickets of the day for the slowest imaginable
train ride back to Joliet, rolling in at 10pm after it had stopped
everywhere. It was like being back on
the vomit-comet (last train home on a weekend night!) from London Liverpool Street to Southend Victoria. With a
headache. Another Uber back to the RV
park and we felt like we had well and truly done Chicago and really enjoyed the City.
You may have noticed that we had quite a jam-packed
day. We had thrown caution to the wind
and seen pretty much everything that we wanted to and this was reflected in our
spending. Thanks to the transport
complications and buying half a pizza we didn’t need, on top of three tourist
attractions and the obligatory shot glass souvenir we had blitzed our way
through over $300. In one day! What budget? Exactly.
I was so glad to get back home (as I call the RV
these days), take some pills and collapse into bed
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