The fire alarm went off at approximately 1:10am. It felt good to kick open the fire door and scramble down the metal staircase from the 11th floor, ending on something out of Starsky and Hutch as we jumped from a flight that had just see-sawed us down to the ground.

Fire alarm on the 11th floor - all the British out!
Returning to the entrance, it felt a bit weird to find people drinking and chatting as normal in the lobby and no sirens going off whatsoever. Maybe only English people could hear the alarm. Apparently so since nobody had moved on our floor either. Oh well, someone must've heard the alarm we set off by going down the fire escape because it wasn't still going in the morning!
Not a bad place though, Chicago. Nice buildings downtown - Gothic 1920s mixed in with modern towers. It has an open feel to it too - it's not easy to build on a lake and river!

The old 1920s builds and new Trump Tower loom over one of many Michigan River bridges
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