This month's issue of Fast Company names Chicago as the city of the year, and goes on for a few pages about why it's so great. On page 90 Tony Fitzpatrick sums it up best when he says, "This place gets in your bones and ruins you for everywhere else." Oh, it's so true.

Switching gears completely, I spent the weekend in Colorado, where I experienced several differences to the Chicago I know and love. Most notably:

1) Altitude sickness is very real, and evidently I suffer from it easily.
2) You can't buy liquor in grocery stores, only liquor stores. What's that about?
3) If you get anywhere near the Coors plant (i.e. the entire town of Golden) the air smells like hops, which to me smells like oyster crackers.
4) Dogs, for the most part, aren't on leashes. Again, what's that about?
5) Seriously. Altitude sickness is awful.

Don't get me wrong, my trip to Colorado was great, but Chicago, you truly have ruined me for anywhere else.