I wish I could eat the most important meal of the day in the heavens every morning. The Skydeck at Willis Tower lets you have your breakfast in the sky. Crazy, huh? There you are, alone and hanging off a glass edge, 103 floors up as you enjoy a buttered biscuit. It might have been in the middle of a snowstorm, but it was beautiful nonetheless. You can see straight down to the tiny speck people, barreling through the snow.
Gotta love Chicago!