Lessons learned in Chicago

Chicago TSA Agents are people too (and have the same terrible jokes as everyone else)
TSA: (looks at ID) oh haha, are you related to Mike?
Me: Yeah, he's my uncle.
TSA: Oh whoa....I was about to make a wisecrack, but I bet you would get me with that right jab, huh?
Me: Totally

If you don't know how to use a revolving door, you won't get anywhere in Chicago. Not even 7-11. And don't try to scurry in the same section as the person before you...they won't like you.

You should wear some kind of shorts under your dress. They didn't get the nickname 'Windy City' for no reason, let me tell you.

The Chicago Fire was a fire, but it's also a soccer team (keep an eye out for #6 Jalil Anibaba. I met him outside of Chick-Fil-A).

You can't laugh every time you hear a weird Midwestern accent. It gets old fast.

If someone says something is the best, make sure you find out who. For example, I'm pretty sure whoever decided Al's has the best beef in Chicago is not a credible beef source.

If something is called The Water Tower, it's not going to look like a water tower

It will be beautiful weather the whole time you're there, except for when you're trying to see a Cubs game.

Midway Airport is not midway between anything (except for maybe an abandoned building and an old train yard).

Buildings are always further away than you think they're going to be when you're walking toward them (you think I would've learned from Anti-formal I and the GG Bridge...).