Nate drove because 1. Getting there by public transportation would have required taking three busses and 2. I have no desire to ever, ever, ever drive in this city.
We had a delicious breakfast at the Bongo Room (recommended to us by Rachel, Nate's sister). Nate had a chorizo burrito (not pictured). I ate this:
We both drank very tasty blackberry grapefruit mimosas. Accompanied by coffee and water, of course.
After breakfast, we waded through streets filled with skinny girls with messy hair and boys in tight pants and loafers with no socks to get to the Renegade Craft Fair, which was awesome, but very, very crowded. I'm still glad we went and we learned a very valuable lesson about Chicago today: Wicker Park is too cool for us.