10/19/2026
Chicago, you were good to us. 🤍
A few days with Jack spent eating our way across the city and saying yes to everything, including waiting in the Mr. Beef line like true fans of The Bear.
Our first time at Wrigley was one for the books. The field was torn down to dirt while they redid the irrigation system, and we got to sit in the visitors' locker room, which has hosted everyone from Babe Ruth to Ohtani and all the greats in between. ⚾️
At the Bulls vs. Timberwolves game at MJ's house, we spotted Derrick Rose, but the best moment came between quarters. A group of local kids played on the court, and one of them sank a three while his dad proudly recorded right next to us. Our whole section went wild. 🏀
We also made a stop to see the firehouse from Chicago Fire and the station from Chicago P.D., because our guilty pleasure shows deserved their own detour. 🚒
Home base was The Drake, a Chicago classic since 1920, sitting right at the top of the Magnificent Mile. Crystal chandeliers, brass elevators, and a view straight down onto Michigan Avenue made it feel like we'd stepped into old Hollywood. One night we sipped cocktails at the bar and ended up chatting with the Mayo Gaelic football team from Ireland, who just happened to be staying there on a trip to the US to celebrate winning their championship. I'd never even heard of Gaelic football before that night, and now I'm a fan. You can't plan moments like that.
Chicago is now officially one of my favorite long weekends for couples. Already planning our next trip back. 🤍