Walking down Cornell Avenue to my apartment. Jenna is obviously the younger sibling/packhorse.
This is Kelli in Chinatown, trying to fit in.
Jenna tried a mango tapioca freeze. The grimace actually started before she drank it, but it turns out she didn't like it much, anyway.
We went to an Ethiopian restaurant for dinner. Note: Jenna likes lamb a lot more than mango tapioca freeze. She ate all of ours.
Millennium Park. Shortly before Kelli pushed Jenna under the stream of water shooting out of the faces. (Just kidding.)
Then we decided to be a bit more high class and sat in on the Grant Park Symphony Orchestra for awhile. If only we'd remembered the picnic.
Then is was time to defy gravity and induce vertigo, etc at The Bean. We took a lot of pictures that we won't bore you with.
And, finally, back to Hyde Park to watch the evening's fireworks from Promontory Point. Only the public restroom was locked and Jenna was in a bit of an emergency-type situation. We told her that's what the lake was for, but she wouldn't have that, and so we went back home and promptly fell asleep.
And just think, we had this much fun just between noon and nine o'clock.
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