There were lots of things to do in Chicagoland today, like feeding your face at the Taste of Chicago, watching the Cubs lose to the Cincinnati Reds, enjoying heavenly barbeque at the Naperville Rib Fest, or enjoying some fun music at the International Festival of Life in Washington Park.
But I didn’t want to do any of those things.
What did I want to do? I wanted to go search for Waldo. Yes, Waldo. The star of the “Where’s Waldo?” children’s books, and four of his friends, were wandering the Millennium Park/Grant Park area between 4-6 today, and there was a contest to try to be one of the first 15 people to find Waldo and snap his picture. (If you did, you’d win an enlarged, screen-printed poster of one of the pages from the books.)
Now, I didn’t care about the contest—I just wanted to find Waldo!
And after about 10 minutes of wandering through Millennium Park, I spotted him!
I punched Iwanski in the arm and yelled excitedly, “There he is!”
We rushed over, and I was thrilled to have my picture taken with Waldo himself.
It truly is the little things that make life worth living.