Sadly it was a cloudy morning on Sunday and we didn't get to see to far out from the tower. To be honest, I didn't feel like I was that high up. But to be on floor 103 I guess I had to be. Would have been nice for better weather, but at least I can now say I've done it.

My wife and I only ended up going to the Celtic Crossing on N. Clark St. We left the hotel around 10p, but didn't get there till around 11:30. Luckily, I'd say it was worth it. We tried to take the red line up to Chicago, but with the festival letting out at the same time, 3 trains came and went with no one able to get on so we decided to start hiking it up....(um....shoot, what was it, not Clark, not State, but the one inbetween) and try to catch a cab. Cabs were all full too so we ended up walking the whole thing.

The Crossing was a cozy little neighborhood bar. Only two gentlmen working the bar, but very friendly. Boddington's and Smithwick's were $4 or $5 pint. Lots of regulars and no comments on the Kilt. Business as ususal it seemed. We left there around 1:30 or so and quickly caught a cab back down to Adams. The driver said he picked us up because of the kilt as it reminded him of a garment he wears and loves it. Forget where he said he was from (thick accent and hearing through those plastic dividers isn't always easy) but it was fun conversation the whole ride.