When I draw the curtains on our first day, it’s to a few cars waiting on the light in front of our hotel. Beyond is Buckingham Fountain and beyond that sprinting marathon runners. Beyond that Lake Michigan. And beyond that…well, a flat, azure nothingness. It’s the most expansive lake I’ve ever seen. The maps are wrong. The great city of Chicago’s cloud-scrapers rest their mighty shadows on the shores of an ocean.