Because some doofuss slept during the lecture on how much pressure you can use pouring concrete before you blow a hole in the whole road two lanes wide and two feet deep, this happened last Wednesday morning on the Dan Ryan:
resulting in this all day and all night:
The Ryan and Kennedy being my normal route home on Wednesdays I had to look for an alternative and decided to take "THE DRIVE", and even though it was night-time and drizzling, it was still the most beautiful ride. For some reason I haven't driven it for a long time and I fell in love with Chicago all over again.
(found this clip on YOUTUBE:)
To me, making the curve at the Drake Hotel will always be Chicago to me.