"It’s a 106 miles to Chicago, we’ve got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes; it’s dark and we’re wearing sun glasses."
It might have taken a week but I am finally getting around to recapping our Chicago trip, blame it on the fact that my students lost their f*cking minds while I was away or the fact that I didn't sleep more than four hours a night while in Chicago...or that we get our new keys Saturday and possible need to prepare for the move.
Thursday we arrived into Chicago and took the train to our hotel, I learned a valuable lesson over packing and public transportation do not mix.
This is just a few of the clothes I brought...
The mister had the bachelor party that evening so I was on my own. I did what any smart girl would do: shopped. I walked down to the Magnificent Mile and did a little light shopping, cause my luggage couldn't hold too much more, and then walked back and picked up dinner and wine.
I decided to do a little pampering and wash my hair, blow it out and do my nails. But the reality of our 'cheap' hotel started sabotaging me one step at a time. The water pressure in the shower was the equivalent of pouring a glass of water over my head, so washing my hair easily took over an hour and I certainly didn't feel all that clean. The heater started making this noise that sounded like a animal was trapped inside. I basically felt like I was trapped inside a hotel straight from a horror film.
Thankfully I survived...and Friday morning around six in the morning I was awoken by the rattling of the train as it went by. every. 15 minutes. Perhaps hotels.com might have mentioned the location of the building and the train.
Since we were already up and at it, the mister wanted to check out his old stomping grounds so we took the bus out to The University of Chicago. Checked out his dorm, the campus and ended our adventure with delicious pizza.
Friday evening we had the rehearsal dinner which I completely failed at taking any pictures and I really liked my hair...go figure.
Saturday I was super excited to meet Erin for the very first time, you think I might be a little nervous about meeting someone I have only emailed with over the last year but from the second we hugged the conversation never ended and it was amazing. Certainly wished she lived closer we could get into all sorts of shenanigans. Her boyfriend was also kind enough to drive me to my hair appointment, and thank the lord because I learned how awful I was with public transportation.
My hair appointment ended at 3:15, I arrived back at my hotel at 4:45. They were 5.6 miles away. I perhaps took the wrong bus... I was supposed to leave for the wedding at 5:00.
Needless to say I almost missed the wedding...I arrived just as the bride walked down the aisle, pure class this one.
Once I finally calmed down...I had pretty much been on the verge of tears from frustration the whole time...aka had a Jameson and sprite, I was able to really enjoy the wedding.
Sunday the groom's family hosted brunch which was delicious and filled with yummy mimosas. And then we took the bride and groom to the Cardinals vs. Cubs game. I might have finally broken my St. Louis curse because they actually won!
Monday we said goodbye to Chicago and made our way back to the world of high water pressure, buildings that don't shake and zero buses to mess up. I thoroughly enjoyed our trip and certainly wish we had more time to see the sights and/or visit with Erin but there is always next time!
- The Babbling Box!