Monday, January 25, 2016

Recap: Chicago

You can’t be who you’re not. I’m not an itinerary person.

When flights popped up for a ridiculously cheap price on Spirit Air to Chicago, we said yeah let’s go! Chicago in the middle of January, I hear it’s lovely this time of year. Not to mention we just can’t get enough of seeing our girl Dani’s cute face.


Two weeks leading up to the trip and we have a massive group chat about all these “plans” we should make. Should we do a brewery tour, do we buy tickets to see this comedy show, will we be sober enough for the conservatory that early, maybe a dressy dinner at Hancock’s.

A vague itinerary gets slapped together that looks promising for a three day weekend in the windy city. We’ll land, go to dinner and get a good sleep for the next day's activities.

Maybe not.

We’re just not itinerary people. We’re drink Vodka sodas on the plane and get greeted with pizza &&& hot dogs people. Who needs to go out when we have all the wine we need right here. Unpacking, what’s that? Let’s just scratch this whole itinerary thing and go to the place on Yelp with the best brunch reviews first thing in the morning.

Ah, Chicago.

Brunch turns out to be a place with mimosas that you can buy by the carafe, and away goes the day. We manage to then stumble into a bar that has batting cages, skee ball, cheap drinks, and is also conveniently empty at 2pm on a Friday. No itinerary would have put us there, but that’s where we wound up.

Literally LOL-ed finding this and realizing I am 110% not standing where I am supposed to be. 

Also went to a restaurant where purple mustard got confused for purple jam (can’t trust anything these days), and more brunch. You can actually have brunch twice in the same day if you play your cards right.

The rest of our trip felt blurry and included a viewing of “Something New” on Netflix. I’m still in pain from the acting and how hard it tried to be so #deep. It’s going on my list of boxed wine girl night movies. Waterfall with your glass of wine when the steamy sex scene starts, and stop when the zoom out actually proves “SURPRISE! He’s just painting her toenails. GOTCHA!”

Ok fine, we picked it because he was in it.  

You’d think it was a Wayan’s brother spin off. This was way more funny.


Recaps are hard, I'm not sure I did the trip justice. I missed the entire part where a country band successfully performed a mashup of Nitty Gritty Dirt Band's Fishing in the Dark with Collective Soul's Shine and Britt reminded us how she had so many friends in Chicago because her thumb was being kept so busy. Saved for a future trip down memory lane.


(I really wanted to do this in old school Rainbow Word Art, but apparently that's no longer an option, what gives MICROSOFT?)

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