Day 8: A place you've traveled to

This is Chicago, my favorite place in the entire world. My parents and I came to Chicago when I was about 11 or 12 and I remember sitting on a bench in the park across from our hotel, the air was warm and the wind was just the right temperature and pace. We were watching a street performer that was getting more money for standing still than when he was actually performing. My Dad lit up a cigar which smelled amazing, and then gave my Mom and I money to go get some deeeeelicious ice cream from a little place across the block. I would give anything to go back to that night, I would give anything to go back to Chicago.