A Chi-town classic: Navy Pier. Being able to see the lights from our hotel room tempted us, and we decided to go out and experience the sights, sounds and smells of the pier. It was a beautiful night on Lake Michigan and it would have been a crime to miss it and take a taxi. So we walked. My dad, "Sacagawea" as we later lovingly dubbed him, wanted to find the shortest way possible - which turned a nice half hour stroll into a seriously sketchy walking-so-fast-you're-almost-running type of walk (during which I'm pretty sure we witnessed a drug deal).
