What stop to the Windy City would be complete though without a Chicago-style deep dish pizza? None! So we set off to Giordano's, a famous place to get some deep dish.
As we found out, street parking in Chicago's can be a nightmare. So I guess we won't be moving to Chicago anytime soon, at least until we figure out how to dramatically reduce our blood pressure while driving in Chicago:
After circling the streets of Chicago like sharks for parking, we were starved. So once we got to Giordano's, we ordered far more pizza than a normal human can consume in a single sitting. And boy, when that spinach and cheese filled monster entered our mouths, it was heaven:
And I managed to take a very unflattering picture of Web eating:
After gorging ourselves on beer and pizza, we surfed onto Len's couches for the night. I did a little blogging, but then passed out from exhaustion. Tomorrow would be an early day as we head out to Nebraska, a state of mystery.
[I'm still behind on blogging... arg... so tonight... burning the midnight oil]