I have been to Chicago twice now, once in snowy January and most recently in early August, and both times I have been struck by what a clean, beautiful city it is. There is something about the way that the light reflects off the river that winds its way through these massive skyscrapers, and the expanse of Lake Michigan looming out into the horizon. It makes you not care that you just stepped in a big slushy puddle in your dress shoes. And you smile. It is also a special place for me because it was a place that I got to share with my boyfriend, and it inspires great visions of our future together when we are both constantly exclaiming “I want to move here! Right now!”