You see them coming. You try to get away. But somehow you're always ensnared. They surround you, guidebooks open and maps flailing in the wind, and ask you that dreaded question, 'Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Navy Pier?'
Ok. Let's get this all out of the way up front so that we can proceed to other topics. You know you want to know. You'll be happier, I'll be happier, Bertrand Goldberg will be happier. Answers to the most-asked questions about my humble abode,