Goodbye 2015, Hello 2016

Earlier this month, I took my first trip to the Windy City. Coming from Michigan, the usual response is, "No way, how have you never visited Chicago?!" For anyone who feels this way, here's the even crazier part: last fall, I signed my full-time offer for a Chicago office without having ever visited the city.

I decided that New Year's Eve would be the perfect time to visit one of my roommates, Anushka, from last summer in NYC. It seemed like everyone was in Chicago for New Year's because Chika and Deni also happened to be in town. We aligned plans and purchased tickets to a New Year's party at EPIC, a multi-story restaurant that converts into a multi-level club for New Year's Eve.

2015 was filled with happiness, laughter, good times, and a touch of tears. I can only hope that 2016 will be more of the same.

The event started at 8 pm, which meant by the time midnight rolled around, the knives on my feet were killing me.

Did I say knives? I meant heels.

We stuck it out for another hour before playing "Who Can Request An Uber First." Every time an Uber popped up onto our screens and became available, someone else requested it faster than we could. Thirty minutes later, we were finally able to snag one and headed home.

After a sad realization that the nearby 7/11 was not serving greasy pizza at 2 in the morning, Anushka and I dragged ourselves home and called the first pizza place that would deliver. We were told the expected wait time was 45 minutes.

The pizza didn't arrive until after 4 AM. Surprisingly enough, we woke up to the delivery person's call and retrieved the long awaited pizza.

To say we inhaled the pizza is an understatement.

Later that weekend, we ventured back out into the heart of Chicago and visited every touristy spot possible. We started off with Millennium Park, where I took the ever necessary "bean pic." After a trip to Eataly (where I thought I had died and gone to food heaven), we headed to the Sears Tower.

It took us 4 hours. A whole 4 hours of crying babies and pushy tourists to get to the top of the Sears Tower. Needless to say, Anushka and I were slightly cranky and half-asleep by the time we arrived at the top.  However, the view was breathtaking and we perked up enough to take the touristy picture we'd come for.