Yes, I know the Cubs aren’t exactly headed to the World Series anytime soon. And yes, I claim to be a fan but have to struggle with the urge to call it a “point” instead of a “run.” But as a born and raised Chicago girl (ok Chicagoland girl), I’ve claimed the Cubs as my team since birth. So when one of my best friends hooked us up to some rooftop tickets to a sold out game, I was ecstatic!
And I’m now spoiled for life.
We had access to three floors of awesome. One of which had with a fully stocked bar, great food, plenty of seating, and was climate controlled with an open window out to the field.
The other two floors had their own bars, ballpark food, and stadium seating. It didn’t take long for us to make friends with a bachelor party and a bunch of Cards fans.
Because sometimes you just have a bunch of fortune cookie fortunes in your pocket to give away.
Top floor!
Photo. Bomb.
After the Cubs won (I swear, we watched some of the game), we headed out to celebrate. By bike.
Because who wouldn’t take a bike taxi to the bars?
We met up with an old friend from college, and hung out for a bit before calling it a night.
And Cara and I quickly decided to make this a yearly tradition. Though perhaps with a little more water and a little less beer.
I’m already excited for next year.
Go Cubs!
