On Tuesday, Stella and Lindsey came to Fayetteville to browse in my shoe shop… Stella is walking and starting to talk, she kept chasing Presley around saying PUPeeee — she must be French. Presley is very selfish and doesn’t like anything smaller than her, especially if they get more attention, so she growled alot, but her tail kept wagging so I think she was mildly entertained at the idea of having a small child around about as much as me – 2 hours tops – then they go back to mommy!
Thursday night we went to Tom and Stephanie’s apartment for drinks then out to a club. Friday, those that weren’t in the wedding headed out to Navy Pier and took and architectural tour through the city on a river boat – this was probably my favorite part! We also at the infamous Billy Goat Tavern, where the SNL skit Cheebourger Cheebourger originated. Then we went to the Museum of Science and Industry where Mike was enthralled with the Poop to Power display. By the end of the afternoon, Mike and I were the only ones left in our tour group and we were about a $40 cab ride away from our hotel, so we decided to make and adventure out of public transit. It was much cheaper (about $8 in total) but about twice as long, but we saw parts of the city that we wouldn’t have seen otherwise. Friday night, we went to a great dinner out to celebrate my new job… Kinzie Chophouse – it was wonderful – probably the best steak I’ve ever had. We walked around downtown and headed back to the hotel for some much needed rest.
Saturday, Mike and I walked to Wrigley Field and bought t-shirts to prove we were there and headed the 3.6 miles home – we did alot of walking and hailed a cab about halfway back… Saturday night was the wedding – the whole reason we were there… it was so wonderful! The entire affair was at Carnivale, a Cuban restaurant in the downtown area. Everything was bright colors and pop art and it really illustrated the creativity and passion of Tom and Stephanie. Stephanie even made her own wedding cake – it was gorgeous! We ate and drank and drank some more and danced the night away.
Sunday was a rude awakening in that we had to go back to reality and drive 10 hours back to Fayetteville – it wasn’t too bad – it helps to travel with more than 2 people so that everyone can nap. We made it home safe and sound right about 12:31 – precisely as predicted by Lane.
I really loved Chicago! Although I may have other things to say about it had it been the middle of winter.