do what i did:
1. eat at the restaurant at the top of the sears tower. decent food, little overpriced.
2. get a terrible stomach ache from the food
3. walk around chicago for the rest of the afternoon getting sicker and sicker, admiring the freezing temperatures compounded by 30 mph winds
4. go to little china at supper time and kneel over a dingy chinese restaurant toilet for 30 minutes, so close to throwing up yet unable to pull the trigger
5. finally decide to go back to your hotel
6. enter the subway station and climatically blow chucks in a chicago subway gutter like a drunk hobo
7. get on the train, immediately witness a thug steal a girls backpack containing her macbook right off her shoulder, escape the train and run away down the tracks
8. get back to your hotel and vow to never visit chicago again